Katy Perry’s mom: No ‘mother wants to see the top of her daughter’s boobs’

Unlike much of the male population, Mary Perry Hudson has no interest in pop sensation daughter Katy Perry’s cleavage.

“[N]o mother wants to see the top of her daughter’s boobs,” Mary Perry Hudson, a Christian preacher, wrote in a memoir book proposal obtained by The New York Post’s Page Six, which reported earlier this month that Mary Perry Hudson “disagrees with a lot of choices [Katy] has made in her career.”

In Mary Perry Hudson’s proposal, she discusses Perry’s “foul-mouthed” husband Russell Brand, her daughter’s revealing outfits, and her daughter’s scandalous lyrics, such as “let me see your peacock,” and how these things have impacted the family ministry.

Mary Perry Hudson says she’s not out to bash her famous offspring, but to caution Katy and others about what’s at stake as a result of Katy’s image and professional moves.

“I recognized the psalmist gift in her performance,” Mary Perry Hudson wrote of Katy. “Yet she sang out, ‘I kissed a girl, and I liked it,’ while thousands joined her. One part of my heart soared…the other part broke for the thousands of hungry souls being fed something that didn’t nourish their spirit, but fed their flesh.”

Mary Perry Hudson expresses a desire to change her daughter’s ways before it’s too late.

“Oh, dear God, how can I save her from all this? The money, the fame, the network, the people surrounding her, how can I compete?” Mary Perry Hudson wrote.

Katy first entered the music industry in 2001, when she released a gospel album. Seven years later, her single “I Kissed a Girl” became a huge hit. The song’s message, however, seemed to contrast with much of what the artist had been taught during her Christian upbringing, which Katy Perry has referred to as a “Jesus camp.”

“Speaking in tongues is as normal to me as ‘Pass the salt’…It’s a secret, direct prayer language to God,” Katy told the Rolling Stone last year. “My dad speaks in tongues and my mom interprets it…I wasn’t ever able to say I was lucky because my mother would rather us say that we were blessed. Deviled eggs were called ‘angeled’ eggs.”