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To quote one of my top five favorite movies of all time, “Well, Sinead O'Rebellion. Shock me, shock me, shock me with that deviant behavior.” (“Empire Records.” If you didn’t know that, sorry, we can’t be friends.)

When I logged on to the Interwebz this morning and was assaulted with a barrage of headlines screaming “TOPLESS MILEY PHOTOS” and “CYRUS NIP SLIP,” etc. my instant reaction was, “but do we even careola?”

 

Outtakes from Miley’s recent photo shoots with W and German Vogue have surfaced online and — gasp — she’s not wearing a shirt. (Also, it must be said she’s in possession of a pretty decent pair.)

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Not to be a total boob, though, but is this stuff even titillating anymore? (Guys, I’m sorry, I’ve been on a pun bender lately. No, I’m not seeking help. I can stop whenever I want. I CAN.)

But, seriously, I’m a major Miley apologist and, honestly feel that every single one of her songs is a total jam, but I think she may have reached her shock threshold. As in pretty much every industry, there’s a glass ceiling for women in the business of pushing the pop culture envelope, and I think Miley’s head is bumping up against it.

At this point I think the most shocking thing Miley could do is show up somewhere in a modest turtleneck sweater, keep her tongue in her face and be home by midnight. Not that there’s any fun in that.

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