Wow. Britney looks amazing. Photos from this weekend......
What the hell. I feel like she's some crazy shape-shifter from another dimension. Actually, unicorns and aliens are walking beside her, but just out of scope of the camera lens. This is her on the Circus tour....i.e. yesterday.
Not all the spray tans and seaweed wraps in the world could accomplish that.
But this is how I like her best; smoking body, yet trailer-trash hot mess. Bikini, jorts, soda and Cheetos, trucker hat, getting into a Mercedes worth more than my life.
Hmmm. She ain't no Cindy Crawford. I could have sworn she was looking better than this. Why do you lie to me Hollywood?
Missin his baby-girl I suppose. You DID beat the shit out of her, asshole....eh, I digress. However, this photo serves as a nice foray into a Beyonce/Riri comparison. Beyonce had the dancing talent/ability of a mythical goddess but the style of a Real Housewife of Atlanta. See as she tries to mimic the sick fashion sense of Ri.
Again, game over. Beyonce's outfit looks like something my mom would buy from Ann Taylor or Petite Sophisticate and think she was on the cusp of the fashion world. Not only are the pants unflattering and the shoes look like they were purchased at the hush puppy outlet, but I don't get the striped house-coat/vest thing. Riri=so hot right now.
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