Brit Brit’s feets have long been the halfway house for wayward boots to go when they’ve been dumped on the bottom shelf in the back of the storage room at an Off Broadway Shoes to lick on dust balls. Then when a confused and drunk salesperson accidentally pulls them out to show to a customer, the boots bust out of that bitch and jump on a freight straight headed to the PROMISE LAND (aka Brit Brit’s thankles). Brit Brit’s feet = Xanadu for fug boots.
Got a pair of boots that make your toe nails vomit? Send ’em to Brit. We already know this, but she has taken the fug to a whole new level by putting STUDDED UGGS on her feet. Yes, they are masquerading under the name Australia Luxe boots, but shit is still STUDDED UGGS.
STUDDED UGGS has replaced activated charcoal as the most effective way to brings up the barfs in heavy doses. STUDDED UGGS is the password to get into the trailer where the Illuminati’s Louisiana chapter holds their meeting. I swear, Brit Brit’s “sloth on ludes” eyes are dazzled by anything with jooree on it. If you put jewel stickers on a Ke$ha album, she’d probably put that shit on her feet too.
Hopefully now that Brit Brit’s new possum yodel of a song has leaked (below), the Glittery Gays of YouTube will get on this and scrub the film of STUDDED UGGS fugness from my eyes by scootin’ their sparkle holes all over their mom’s garage.
And here’s more of Brit Brit with the Shiloh of the South, JJ, spreading the UGG evilness in Los Angeles the other day.