Barbie doll teenage pop singer, cynically marketed as a serious and mature soul artiste. Contrary to popular belief and marketing hype, not actually from the mean streets of Harlem or Detroit, but from the nice middle class suburb of Kent in England.
Not that you'd realise this from her songs or videos, which usually feature her in some massive New York loft apartment wailing about her boyfriend who is twice her age.
Another in a long line of teenage singers irresponsibly promoted as serious adults and mature idols to their teenage fanbase who ultimately will be committing
mass suicide or downing
truckloads of Prozac when they realise that life is not all groovy Soho lofts and laid back
hippy chick love.
Example:
Average Person 1: Shouldn't
Joss Stone in school right now?
Average Person 2: Nah, her record company are making
a shitload of money out of
passing her off as a soul singer.