The beauty and innocence of Hanna Montanna underneath the desert sun…time changes and what once would have been so cheesy to me takes on a different significance…watching my nieces impersonate Hannah Montanna was moving to me…they knew all the moves and all the lines and passionately acted out the choreography that had so religously studied on the tv that I thought it was really cool…why not?…in another lifetime of my identity I would have been horrified to watch the kids imbibe the crass materialism of Disney but life is short and if this gave them a vehicle for expression then why shouldn’t it be considered cool?
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