Courtney Love’s Malibu shopping outfit is making my eyeballs go in opposite directions, but it probably makes total sense to her. It’s like she’s wearing one of her blog posts. When I was a lil’ homo, this is the kind of shit I would put together in my mom’s garage using her old disco dresses, my sister’s tap dancing outfits and my abuelita’s fake jewelry. Just like Courtney, I too looked like a beat down Knott’s Berry farm waitress with a bad Dilaudid addiction (shout out to Brittany from Interevention).
January 5, 2009 / Posted by: Michael K