Get out the Clorox y'all, because this post is dirty. Britney Spears and her new, normal, regular Joe boyfriend David Lucado were photographed after doing a little shopping at a Vons store in L.A. and good god, I think I got bed bugs just from looking at them. Britney is wearing a soft pink t-shirt, black leggings, UGGS, and a red SCRUNCHIE. David is wearing a Virginia Tech tee, plaid shorts, and sneakers.
I am literally offended by their outfits. Literally. Offended.
I supported our dear Britney's alleged style transformation when she started dressing like a respectable human being who's cognizant that she's in the spotlight, and I'm currently aghast that my encouragement wasn't enough to keep her on the fashionable train. I'm also offended by David's shirt. As a UVA fan, I have zero tolerance for displays of the Hookie nature.
But this is the last time I will allow myself to react to Britney Spears' "style." I will not get my hopes up next time she brushes her hair and puts on an item of clothing that was found in a store and not in the give-away pile outside a Louisiana elementary school. I will not declare, neither inwardly or outwardly, that she's on a new path of cleanliness, that her fresh, polished look is any indication that she's not fucking crazy anymore.
Because, m'friends, lesson LEARNED. Britney will always be one shower and a clean pair of sweats away from being presentable in public, and that's OK. For her. I guess.
Do you, Britney, do you.
Are you surprised that Britney went back to sweatsville, USA after being so glammed up for X Factor?
Photo via Pacific Coast News