That top isn’t supposed to be worn like that, right? Those straps were not built for that kind of pressure. It’s like two elephants sitting on a playground swing. That shit is about to SNAP! And if it did, CoCo’s big fucking ass bitties would come tumbling out and explode! A typhoon of titty water and silicone would drown everyone in its path. That’s why if you’re ever going to be in CoCo’s presence, you better bring some damn scuba gear. You know, just in case. But I guess if you gotta go, drowning in CoCo’s silicone juice is the way to do it.
That being said, I’d risk my life to motoboat CoCo’s plasti-chichis.
Here’s the elegant goddess and her pimp at Eli Mizrahi’s fashion week party in NYC last night.