If you guessed Jacko, you’re wrong. It’s the master of disguise and Cheetos, Brit Brit Spears! Brit fooled the zillions of pappies waiting for her at LAX yesterday by wearing a ruffled blanky or some shit. And by “fooled” I mean they knew it was her all along. The strong scent of processed cheese, coffee dust and flea caca probably gave it away.
It looks like Brit’s back to being on the paps’ most wanted list. They act like they’ve never seen a hillbilly in a homemade Casper the Friendly Ghost costume. Seriously. It’s just Brit!
And I must say that I do like this blanket over the head look. It covers up the possum’s nest on her head.