- Reach out and touch me. Opulence and debauchery. Sumptuous feasts and streaking in undergarments at a stately mansion. Going all out to show the world she is no longer the little Disney girl, leggy show-off Hilary releases her inner tigress, with light BDSM, body worship, and rubbing herself against a stone statue.—RavenGlamDVDCollector, ElectricLadyLand
- Scene opens on the lawn at a mansion. Could be the Playboy Mansion, of course. Young people are running, streaking across a footpath through the grass in their white underwear. Legs, legs, legs. The Prophet, a ghetto-made-good light-weight rapper appears in front of a dry fountain, singing a line insisting that he is "your new perfect man," an unintentional reference to the 2004 movie? Hilary appears making out with herself front of a full-length mirror. An image of silk scarves tying her hands lightly behind her back. Then she's sitting on a couch, wearing a long see-through gown, singing the song. And kneeling on the floor, next to a bare-chested man, hugging his leg, looking up at him imploringly. "In a mission for position by the end of the night..." Not just innuendo, downright blatant. Just think, only a few years ago she was , a Walt Disney family favorite. Now she's playing kinky grownup games getting blindfolded there in the grand living room. And spread-eagled, just a quick flash, blink, miss it. In a steamy clinch with the man of her dreams. And with that long dress in the fountain. Showing off her shapely long bare legs. Sucking on her lover's thumb, which of course alludes very enticingly to, er, something altogether scandalously inappropriate to be discussed here. And the cherubic stone statue, Hilary simulates a naughty act with it, oh for crying out loud, Hil remains Hil, there's nothing vulgar at all, by contemporary standards, we're talking storm-in-a-teacup here, but because it's Hilary "Come Clean" Duff, that little girl in a couple kiddie movies a few years before...
And The Prophet throws in his worth, which doesn't amount to more than a gust of hot air, compared to the young nubile blonde superstar with the beautiful voice. His rhymes are laughably fat-cat-wears-hat-what-you-think-about-that simplistic, and he is as out of place as a worm in a sun-ripened peach (and clearly enjoying himself as much). But the video follows the dreadful modern trend of incorporating a rapper to off-set the star's performance. Notice his ineffectuality, he is added in, not part of the scenes in which Our Girl appears.
As a coming-of-age performance, it sure did the trick. would do such a double take she'd fall off her scooter.
This video also lacks Hilary's trademark winsome exit glance at the camera at the end.
The song was met with a varied critical response. It turned out to be Hilary's last hit for a long time. Might have a bit to do with alienating her core fandom?
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