
2007 was such an interesting year. I graduated high school, Britney Spears shaved her head while running around Los Angeles barefoot, the world had just met Miley Cyrus, and then, of course, Kelly Clarkson’s long awaited third album debuted. My December was going to be everything that Breakaway wasn’t—stripped down, introspective, and completely written by Clarkson herself. The album was announced for a late summer release, which would MORE




























