You mean, your comment on MTV?
What happened was, I was asked, "Do you still have a crush on
Eminem?" And I said, "He's cute and everything, but he's got
too many girls after him. Besides, he's married, so I'm going
to stay away from that." It wasn't a dis at all. And if
you're going to be that retarded to think that it's a dis,
then, you know, I'm not apologizing for anything.
I think there was another reason Eminem was upset. Do you know why?
No.
It was because, on MTV, you also criticized him for his
lyrics about getting revenge on the mother of his child. . . .
Oh right, right. I probably said that song [" '97 Bonnie and
Clyde"] is disgusting. You know what I mean - jeez. Slicing
up your baby's mama and stuffing her in a trunk and shoving
her in the ocean with your daughter watching. That's
disgusting. I'm sorry, but I think the majority of the world
thinks that's disgusting. And I think it was really wrong of
him to dis me like that, because all this past year I've
been so positive in recognizing his talent.
Obviously he overreacted: Because what he said wasn't at all
in the same league as what you said.
I was offended and really disgusted by it. The fact that he
is talking about diseases and all that. But I see where he's
coming from, in the sense that you take this guy who wants
to be respected as a serious rap artist, and all of a sudden
he is in the world of MTV and TRL. I can see where he would
get a little mad and want to rebel against the Britney
Spears, 'N Sync, Backstreet Boys world of teen music. And if
he has to do it that way and be that immature about it, then,
fine, be that way. I'll just answer it on my next record.
[Laughs] Nawww.
Was your mom upset about it?
My stepdad was so cute. He was all ready to get on a plane
and kick Eminem's ass. I was like, "That's OK, Dad, it's
all right." It's good to have support like that during
those times. You know, it's hard to be in the spotlight.
You may be having a rough day already, and you come home
and turn on the TV, and then you see [the video with]
Eminem with that upset look, sitting between Carson Daly
and Fred Durst.
Speaking of that, do you know where his lyric about the
MP3 came from?
I have no idea.
Fred supposedly was talking about you on someone's answering machine.
For real? It is a whole complicated thing. That messes
with your head. Fred is crazy. Fred, man, how dumb are
you if you're trying to get with somebody and then you
are going to appear in a video that flat-out disses her.
You know what I mean? Fred and I were actually being cool
with each other: He took me out one time and bought me a
milkshake. He was just like, "I know this bomb-ass place
for milkshakes," after we left this club. He was so cool.
Then I started hearing all of this stuff, and I was tired
of it. I was like, "Something is up, he is being shady."
He flat-out told me before the video came out that he was
in it.
Did you know what it was about?
I hadn't heard much about it, but I knew that he was
talking all this bull about me. But if he really did
tell Eminem that, none of it is true. Seriously. I
haven't spent "quality time" with either of those two
guys.
Which two guys?
Fred and Eminem.
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So now you're going to meet DMX? "I don't know," she giggles.
"It's craaaaazyyyy, crazy."
She buries her nose back in Hits, halting this time at an
advertisement for a teen-pop group called Innosense. "There's
another one from the Mickey Mouse Club," she says, pointing
to one of the girls, Nikki DeLoach, who was in the same
illustrious 1993 cast of the show with Aguilera, Britney
Spears, Justin Timberlake and JC Chasez of 'N Sync, and Keri
Russell of Felicity. Flip, flip, flip. Stop. This time it's a
full-page close-up of Eminem's head. She pulls the magazine
toward her face, until it is just an inch away from her well-
glossed lips, and whispers something indecipherable to the
image. Then she jerks the magazine back and twists her face
into a grimace: "Airbrushed!"
She climbs out of the van and into a booth at Houston's.
Despite having just recovered from two weeks in bed with the
flu (her first real downtime since her debut album came out
nine months ago), she orders chicken tenders, french fries, a
fully loaded baked potato and nachos (which she likes to dip
in all three accompanying sauces - cheese-avocado, sour cream
and red salsa - simultaneously). Over this orgy of grease,
the subject of Eminem returns.
Though Christina, her mother, her manager and everybody in
her orbit like to downplay the incident, it is probably the
worst thing that could happen to a nineteen-year-old. Like
high school all over again, Eminem decided to spread lies or
half-truths (you decide) about Aguilera's sex life in his
latest single, rapping, ", Christina Aguilera, better switch
me chairs/So I can sit next to Carson Daly and Fred Durst/And
hear 'em argue over who she gave head to first. . . ./I
should download her audio on MP3/And show the whole world how
you gave Eminem VD."
"Eminem, man.That's crazy how, like, one comment can make
somebody angry," says Christina.