Miley Cyrus can't be tamed! Heaven help us all!!!!!

Dear Miley,  You are no longer a Disney entity.  I get it.  You were the poster child for all things right with the Disney machine and now, you are ready to shed that image and spread your wings.  But baby, do you have to shed your youth and clothing too?  I am all for your artistic expression and creativity, but throwing on some wings, too tight clothes, and fake kissing a girl isn't art, its just weird because you are SEVENTEEN!!!

Do you know how many creeps are sitting around while they play W.O.W with a countdown ticker till your 18th birthday??  Does that not creep you out at all?  What if one of those crazies finally gets permission from their moms to use her car and starts stalking you?  Things you got to think about as you are stepping out in this new identity.  I can't lie, those outfits are cute, but they aren't youthful.  They don't show your personality. They just show skin.  After time that allure dies.  Then what are you left with?  Your voice.  No one can deny you have a gift, but instead of focusing on that, they are looking at your boobs.  It's not needed baby.  You were a star before you took off the clothes.

So here is the deal.  Put your clothes on, stop listening to your dad (he means well, I hope, but he's not giving you the best guidance), come find me, and I will be your fashion director.  I will keep you fly and fresh at all times, and you can focus on being a star, and not looking like Lady Gaga's love child with Billy Ray.