I'm thinking about starting a whole new blog where all I do is document Britney's fashion-related crimes against decency. Here's the latest. Um, I'm thinking those socks may have been stolen...from the locker room of the world's gayest basketball team. The hat I'm not even going to talk about; I'm so fucking sick of the hats. The outfit looks like something a hooker would wear to the gym - just don't stare at it too long or your rods or cones or whatever they call those things that let you see colors will wear out and everything will look like the Wall Street Journal. Oh, and if Johnny Knoxville were in a girlie mood - yup, he'd wear those glasses. Kill me now.
