In mainstream America’s version of Whitney Houston’s fall from grace, Houston was the angelic singer who thrilled us with her soaring vocals and attracted us with her smooth skin and beguiling smile before being lured into marriage by troublemaker Bobby Brown, who turned her into an anorexic cokehead and tabloid queen.
That perception was quickly overturned with Bravo’s airing in 2005 of the reality TV series “Being Bobby Brown.” Houston came off as a diva with capital D(ouchebag) and dished out every bit as much malice and idiocy as Brown.
I’ll never look at her the same again.
The Hollywood Reporter wasn’t kidding when they called the show “the most disgusting and execrable series ever to ooze its way onto television.”
Naturally, it was a hit. I loved that show.
But Houston refused to appear after that first disastrously wonderful season and “Being Bobby Brown” quickly faded.
In 2007, Houston hooked up with record producer Clive Davis again to record a studio album that would put her back in the pop game.
After three years in the making, “I Look To You” is out this week amid resounding yawns.