Miley Cyrus flashing her barely legal wares in the Philippines vs. an attempted recapture of past sextastic concert glory by Britney Spears in Sacramento last night. It's a summer concert season wonderment of twin divides (as in cheeks and boobtastic).
There are proponents and opponents on the hotness level for both these pop divas; I hear the debates. But I'm taking this lead-in to the solstice time to revel in the visual nourishment of both these scantily clad ladies, be they gravel-voiced or more preciously lip-synched, I'm just happy to live in a world where young ladies like Miley Cyrus and Britney Spears can get up on stage in front of tens of thousands of complete strangers in nothing more than a bit of underwear and flash their rumps and cans for all the world to see. Now, that is sweet music to my ears. Enjoy.