It was a big night for singer Miley Cyrus last night as she took home her first ever Grammy Award.
However, this morning it wasn’t just Miley’s success that was being talked about online, but also the worrying idea that she may have been in danger.
Why? Well, some eagle-eyed speculators online have suggested that they saw “odd behavior” from her bodyguard which might imply that he was anticipating a threat of some kind.
Now, we feel it necessary at this point to make it clear that there is no evidence that Cyrus was in any danger, beyond what people are claiming to have seen in a video doing the rounds online.
Nevertheless, said clip has garnered so much attention that it just won’t do to ignore it. So, here goes.
The video in question comes from the red carpet at the 2024 Grammy Awards, which took place last night (February 4) and saw a number of musicians – like, a lot of them – win awards for their work over the past year.
The evening saw Taylor Swift win her fourth Album of the Year award, and featured a surprise appearance from Celine Dion as a presenter. Miley Cyrus also won her first ever Grammy, but it’s arguably a video trending on X that has become the most talked about point of the night where the 31-year-old is concerned.
As mentioned, footage of Cyrus on the event’s red carpet has gone viral. The clip, which shows the Wrecking Ball singer walking beside her bodyguard, who is carrying an umbrella, is only eight seconds long, but has already wracked up a mind-boggling 32 million views.
At first glance there isn’t much of anything to spot in the video – anything out of the ordinary, in any case – but take one look at what people are saying on X and you’ll be brought up to speed.
“Fake arm holding umbrella. So arm is under coat presumably with a weapon. Completely unnecessary at the Grammy Awards. This bodyguard is a clown. But in serious environments the fake arm is a common tactic,” one person commented.
“Auto firearm dressed as an umbrella?” another speculated.
“Pay close attention to Miley Cyrus’s bodyguard in this video at the Grammys all is not as it seems,” a third wrote.
A fourth added: “Did you catch the mysterious moves of Miley Cyrus‘s bodyguard at the Grammys There’s more to the story than meets the eye!“
Naturally there were others who took a less suspicious approach to the whole thing.
“It’s an umbrella weapon to rain lol! Not a gun,” one X user wrote.
Another added: “Miley Cyrus’s bodyguard is either carrying a gun disguised as an umbrella or is wearing a fake arm to disguise his real arm, again for security reasons. Bla, bla, bla. People are going nuts. It was raining. It’s an umbrella.“
“Tha narrative of a fake arm sounds good but let’s be realistic, it’s Miley Cyrus at the Grammies. This isn’t some world leader and I’m literally staring at his live hand holding an umbrella. It’s his juts him walking like he’s on a runway,” a third said.
What do you think? Have you had a look at the footage? Let us know.
I Wanted to Teach My Husband a Lesson for Cheating on Me, but Life Punished Me Instead
Bethany’s perfect life shatters when she discovers a love note hidden in her husband’s jacket, hinting at his infidelity. Devastated and consumed by betrayal, she spirals into a quest for revenge that may destroy the very family she cherishes.
My name is Bethany, and I had everything a woman could ask for: a devoted husband, Noah, and two wonderful kids, Darcy and Jake. Every morning, I’d wake up feeling blessed, thinking, “This is it. I’ve made it.”
Until one mistake destroyed everything.
It was a Friday afternoon, and I was doing one of those deep cleans where you end up finding all sorts of forgotten treasures and junk. I was sorting through Noah’s jackets, wondering how one man could need so many, when I felt something crinkle in the pocket.
Curious, I pulled out a folded piece of paper, thinking it was an old receipt or a shopping list.
I unfolded the note, and my heart stopped. The words blurred as my mind tried to make sense of them.
“I will never forget Friday night. You were the best! I love you! I hope you will still divorce her and we will have the children we dream of!”
My hands shook. My first thought was denial. No, this couldn’t be true. Noah had said he was working late that Friday. He even brought home a project he was supposedly working on.
I felt a wave of nausea wash over me. I sat down, clutching the note, my mind racing.
For days, I was a mess. My perfect life began to crumble. I couldn’t look at Noah without seeing those words, imagining him with someone else. The betrayal cut deeper than I ever thought possible.
I became distant, preoccupied. Noah noticed, of course, but every time he asked if something was wrong, I brushed him off with a weak smile and a “just tired, that’s all.”
Darcy and Jake sensed the tension too.
Darcy would ask, “Mommy, are you okay?” And I’d plaster on a smile, trying to reassure her. But the cracks were showing, and everyone around me started to notice.
Friends invited me out, sensing I needed a break, but I couldn’t bring myself to go. I was drowning in a sea of confusion and hurt.
So, I did something I’d never done before. I went to a bar alone. The dim lights and low hum of conversation felt like a cocoon where I could hide from my reality. I ordered a drink. Then another. And another.
“Is this seat taken?” a smooth voice interrupted my thoughts.
I looked up to see a charming stranger with a warm smile. His name was Mark, and he had this easy confidence about him.
“I can’t,” he said, his voice breaking. “I don’t know how it got there! Is this why you’ve been so distant lately? Why didn’t you talk to me?”
“Because you would’ve denied it, just like you’re doing now!” I shot back.
Noah flinched. He looked at me, his eyes filled with so much pain, but then his expression hardened.
“So, this is your solution?” he gestured to Mark. “Instead of talking to me, you go out and hook up with the first Casanova you find?”
In the silence of our empty home, I reflected on everything that had happened. Trust and communication, I realized, were the foundations of any relationship. Without them, everything crumbles.
I sat down and wrote a letter to Noah, pouring my heart out. I apologized, begged for forgiveness, and promised to do better. I told him I loved him and that I understood if he needed time. But I hoped, someday, he could forgive me.
In seeking revenge, I had only punished myself the most. It was time to start making things right.
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