Britney Spears won't allow husband Kevin Federline to pierce their child's ears because she doesn't want her kid to look like "trailer trash." What, it's OK for a grown man but unacceptable for a newborn? You confuse us, Britney.
Let us set the scene: Britney Spears is in her Malibu home, taking a few minutes away from her newborn baby to catch a nap or cook up a batch of Frito pie or take a Palmolive bubble bath. When she returns to the nursery and notices Sean's absence, the maid informs her that Kevin strapped the baby into his Ferrari and sped off. Fearing the worst–that Kevin was about to trade their child for a garbage bag full of bud–Britney jumped in her car and tried to track him down. A little squirrel hiding in a nearby tree, otherwise known as an "insider", told Britain's Sunday Star,
"Brit was like a woman possessed when she heard Kevin had run off with their pride and joy. So she jumped in her car with her minder and sent three more security guards to take a different route to the parlour to ensure they didn't miss Kevin. Britney reminded Kevin that Sean hasn't even had his tetanus jab yet, so it was too early for his ears to be done. And she complained that apart from looking like white trailer trash, Sean would be taken for a girl if he wore earrings."
So Britney is worried that her son will look like a true Federline if he sports a pair of earrings, but she seems unfazed by the baby-sized mash-back caps from Willie's House of Ribs and the ribbed tank tops saying, "I totally fucked my nanny." Because those are masculine.
Britney is a class act at MrSkin.com.
