Let me start this off by saying that I love Selena Gomez like, well, like a love song, you might say. (I'm not sorry for that because A. That's a horribly great song. B. That was funny. To me, at least.) But her new V Magazine cover makes me somewhat uncomfortable. Maybe it's her charming and adorable baby face and the fact that it, and the body connected to it, want nothing more than to be seen as an adult. Or maybe it's because I feel like she's my friend or sister and I feel like I accidentally walked in on her at a bad time. Or maybe it's just all those things. She's adorable and I love her, but I'm so sick of topless shots just because. Save that for the one that loves you like a love song back, Selena. This time, that person's not me.