Britney Spears was all set to marry her manager/co-conservator Jason Trawick this December, but it looks like the wedding isn’t going to happen after all. Radar Online says:
“Britney and Jason have been fighting non-stop so the wedding has now been called off,” a source close to the situation [says].
“They are telling their friends it’s being postponed, but they will probably never make it down the aisle. Britney doesn’t think Jason is any fun and resents him because he acts more like a second father.
Jason feels like he is Britney’s babysitter and it’s pretty much just a business arrangement at this point. Jason does love Britney and the boys, but he just can’t see himself spending the rest of his life with her,” the source says.
I can see the appeal for Britney here. Jason’s got a latent K-Fed-esque quality about him (if one can use the word “quality” when referencing Kevin Federline), but without the gut or the stink of failure or the passel of illegitimate children. It’s a classic teenage girl my-daddy-likes-my-boyfriend-so-I-don’t-like-him-anymore syndrome. Or maybe he just gets tired of spraying her down with the hose every time she breaks out the pink wig and the British accent. You can only watch a girl eat nacho cheese with a spoon so many times before the romance is gone.
You can do green without looking like a leprechaun whore if you pass on the panels and lyrca.