Miles,
I figure you’ve received a copious amount of animosity and judgment lately, so hopefully this letter is a bit refreshing for you to read.
I would personally like to thank you, Miley Cyrus. Although I find it difficult to condense my gratitude to the following words, I will do my best to thank you for all you have done for young women like myself.
Thank you for teaching me that “only God can judge us” and to “forget the haters.”
But more importantly, thank you for teaching me how to twerk. I never knew there was an incorrect way to twerk until you came along, thrusting all there is to thrust at the VMAs. It’s convenient that Robin Thicke had sunglasses on because that star-studded booty was certainly on fire. You and your over-exposed lady parts certainly killed it out there at the VMAs, inspiring young women like myself to continue my twerking aspirations.
You also taught me to try new things with an open mind. When you strutted along the red carpet at the Met Gala with that funky do, with its striking resemblance to the Cynthia doll from Rugrats. I was envious to say the least. What confidence it takes to pull off the my-hairdresser-was-drunk-while-styling-me look! You go girl. You work that updo. I currently find myself sporting pigtails in preparation for a party tonight. I couldn’t have done it without you, Miley. Thank you.
Thank you for encouraging me to be proud of my body and sexuality through your “Wrecking Ball” video. Imprinted by your bold confidence, I strolled across campus in my flowy blouse—under which no bra nor insecurities could be found. I experienced feminine empowerment on another level. Additionally, your music video also gave my friends and I a few ideas for the next time we ride the bison outside KLARC.
Furthermore, thank you for giving Bucknell students something to talk about during the first week of classes other than how we are “soooo not ready for these 8-AMs”. You and your performance unknowingly opened up the doors for conversation – and encouraged the formation of new friendships. Even professors couldn’t resist chiming in. That awkward moment when you show up to class 10 minutes early assuming you have no idea where you’re going (even though you’ve been on campus for over a year) wasn’t so awkward anymore; and we have you to thank for that. We can’t express our gratitude enough, Miley, for the topic of discussion you presented us, which broke those awkward silences and provoked a comfortable, friendly learning environment for the rest of the semester.
So, Miles, maybe it has been your evil twin cousin Luanne from Season 1: Episode 17 of Hannah Montana making you take on this new persona. But you’re great – you and all of your mildly concerning personalities. Keep calm and twerk on.
Sincerely,
Julia