Lil Kim put her best pair of NASA-grade Spanx to work last night at London’s indigO2 in promotion for next week’s release of her mixtape, Hardcore 2K13. 2K13? I thought we all agreed to retire the K thing after Y2K? I guess Lil Kim didn’t get the memo (she was busy; plastic surgery is a full-time job).
Lil Kim looks like Him from The Powerpuff Girls mated with Thriller-era Michael Jackson. But the real victim here is that HAIR. Someone needs to call the labor board, because she’s working that wig HARD. Amnesty International would classify this as some kind of not-right worker’s rights violation; that poor wig hasn’t been given a break in weeks. Lil Kim’s lace-front goes home after work and spends the night on the phone sobbing to it’s parents: “You and dad were right, I never should have dropped out of college.”
Here are more pictures of Lil Kim looking like if Poison Control published a Where’s Waldo book used to induce discomfort. Did you accidentally ingest nail polish remover? Find Lil Kim’s House of Giudice hairline. Find the SWAT Team to rescue Lil Kim’s suffocating pussy.