Let me admit something: I have been liking – maybe loving – Beyonce recently. I am just so awed at her person. She’s famous. She’s successful. She’s married. She’s a mommy. She’s wealthy. She’s private. She’s beautiful. She’s hella hot. I just love the way we know the things she wants us to know. No one really knows what goes on behind closed doors, and I love it. We don’t see her in tabloids with news about fighting someone. Or cheating (or being cheated on). Or crashing a car. Or smoking a blunt. Or missing a court date (or even having to go to court). I mean, the woman is a super woman. How on earth does she do it? And may I have one of whatever she’s having?
It’s only the middle of February, and she has accomplished a LOT already. If a person was blessed to do one of these things in their lifetime, I think that would be great. To be able to do them in the space of one month – maybe six weeks – is CRAZY. And I love it!
In January, she sang the national anthem at Obama’s second inauguration. She was criticized for lip-syncing, but whatever, that’s done and over with. Plus, no one can say that she can’t sing. We know she can – lip sync or not.
This month, she performed at the super bowl, and she slayed it. I can’t lie. Her performance was a show stopper – literally. NEPA took light after the performance, but who can blame them? Her former group mates – Kelly and Michelle – joined her on stage, and they were accused of merely being back-up singers. *shrug*
And just this past Sunday, she took home her 17th Grammy award – as if she needs anymore. But hey, I don’t think anyone gets tired of winning.
Lastly, her documentary – where I hear she gets very candid – will debut tomorrow, February 16th on HBO at 9pm. I’m looking forward to watching it. It’d be nice to see a part of Beyonce that we have never seen. She’s usually so guarded, so controlled, and so … well, you know what I mean.