So imagine a sunken face of MJ, a Cher wig (circa if I could turn back time), but the pouty lips of Janice Dickinson. Then put it in a velour track suit and a bedazzled hat and there you have it. But you should never judge a book by it's cover no matter how terrifying the cover because she is very sweet to the dogs. Although she has no dog herself she carries dog toys around with her to bring to the park...or maybe she just always has them with her, who am I to judge.


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