Kelly Clarkson
“Thanks to you I’m finally thinking ’bout me/ You know in the end the day you left was just my beginning.”—“What Doesn’t Kill You (Stronger)”
When Kelly Clarkson first started churning out fist-pumping breakup anthems a decade ago, we couldn’t help but wonder: What kind of jerk would wrong her? “What’s funny is that most times I don’t even write about a boyfriend,” she says. “A lot of it is about work relationships.” After winning American Idol’s first season in 2002, the steel-lunged Dallas native signed to RCA—a label she admits “didn’t pick me, I just won”—then publicly argued with chairman Clive Davis over creative control on her five albums, which have sold 20 million copies worldwide. Her latest, Stronger, is the most rock-tinged—she lets out guitar-backed rebel yells with an unmanufactured honesty that carries over into her personal life. “There’s not a lot to say about me because I’m not dramatic, or in rehab, or doing something stupid,” she says, though speculation around the 30-year-old’s perpetual single status persists. “If people think I’m a lesbian, that’s fine, but it’s not helping me in my cause to find a man!
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