Brit Brit and her rabid Calico kitty weave went to see “In the Heights” on Broadway last night and I’m kicking myself in the a-hole (it takes a lot of practice) for not knowing this advance so that I could join the dozens of Cheetoholics in front of the theater. Not because I want to see Brit, but so that I could see that hot police officer dude in person! I probably would have started acting like a drunk fool, cursing and slapping at people just so he could put me in handcuffs and throw me against his car. Damn. I need a cigarette and I don’t even smoke.
So… Brit managed to sit through the entire show and some audiences members were shocked to see the First Lady of Cheetos in the audience. One bitch told OK!: “She looked really good. I saw her hair and her sparkly eyes.” Sparkly eyes? It’s the meds. Nothing makes your eyes shine like a good cocktail of downers and anti-depressants with a shot of Frapp.
Here’s a few more of Brit riding the prescription-medication train while leaving the theater with the sexy officer dude last night. BREAKING NEWS! Brit is actually wearing different shoes! They’re fug, but at least they’re new!