NY Fug.com: Leighton Meester’s Single Proves It’s Time for the End of the Hyphenate

We LOVE you, Blair Waldorf, but NO to the singing career:

“An ability to cry on cue when your TV boyfriend gets hooked on
opiates and Thai hookers doesn’t translate to singing prowess, no
matter what your high-school drama teacher told you.

Ergo, the output of most actress turned singer hyphenates winds up
being kind of embarrassing, often in a way that’s harder to overcome
than a sex tape or a boyfriend with an awkward fondness for fraud.”

We just want the best for Leighton. Ergo, maybe cancel the CD? Weigh in at NY Mag.com.