Wow, did you have a great weekend or what? I heard your newest installment raked in over 40 million dollars this past weekend and that was just it's opening weekend. Not bad for a movie marketed to the "tween" set. You know the 8-11 year olds that really do not have any money to their name, but instead spend daddy and mommy's money to see you and your beautiful girlfriend sing and dance your way through your senior year.
I admit that I have not seen your latest movie yet. I'm still undecided about whether or not I will take my tween to see it. Now don't get me wrong. I did see the first two. And honestly I really liked them. Well, the first one more than the second, but that is typically the way it goes. My kids loved them too. Especially the songs. There is nothing like driving your four year old to preschool with the soundtrack to HSM playing very loud and listening to him sing all the words to every song. That is marketing genius!
I do have one bone to pick with you though, little mister. And yes, I know you are actually in your twenties, an adult and everything. And while you may or may not choose to be a role model in real life, you chose to play one in the movies thus making you a person that lots.......errr, make that tons...........oh no, maybe millions of 8-11 year old children adore, probably most of whom are girls (along with lots of thirty-something women, but we won't go there). Since you have so many adoring young fans, would you do them all, and me, a favor and spend a tad bit of your millions, it doesn't have to be much, on a belt. Yes, I said buy a belt. You know one of those things that holds your pants up while you are walking arm in arm along the beach with your sweet girlfriend. That way the millions of YOUNG girls who adore you, never have to risk seeing a scene like this. What if your under garment accidentally slipped down that last 1/8 of a centimeter.
(photo courtesy of People.com)
Now please go on your merry way making sweet teeny bopper musicals.
The mother of a tween whom I never hope to see with his pants slung that low