Just yesterday I was taking a page out of the Britney Book and sharing it with you guys, because I'm kind like that and like to help as much people as I can by, you know... imparting knowledge. In case your memory is already failing you, in which case I'd suggest seeing a doctor and getting your daily vitamins if you haven't until now, lemme refresh it for you: yesterday was the lesson on how you should flash the cameras when you're wearing a knee-long skirt and no panties.

If you thought that we were done with that, Britney would very much like to disagree because, where she's concerned, this is just beginning. You see, while under her papa's conservatorship, Britney might not get out as much as she used to and she's clearly not embarking on those long and aimless drives around town anymore, being chased by paparazzi and running red light to the left and right but, in the name of all that's unholy, she will flash if it's the last thing she does! Case in point: yesterday's post and this one.

The one thing I always admired about Britney was this ability she has (or perhaps the term "special power" would be more appropriate and in tune with what we're saying) of making almost any outfit she has on look like trash. It doesn't matter how much she shops or how much money she drops on clothes (estimates show that it's $30,000 a month or something around this sum), the one thing you can always rely on (kinda like night following day and the other way around) is that Britney will look cheap, dirty and used in whatever she puts on.

And that doesn't stop here: she will always (and I mean always!) be wearing an item until it's torn and of no use - like the white Gucci bag, the brown cowboy boots that she has yet to ditch and that have become a fixture on her, day and night, for the past a year and a half, a few fedora hats and those shades that cover her face almost completely. But one thing that Britney will never wear, or at least not that often, is underwear. You see, we live in a crazazy world and Britney is clearly not making it any saner with her absurd behavior.

Which is all the more reason to love her: any woman who can take a plain long sweater, pair it with some leopard peep-toe pumps and NO panties, and still manage to look so exquisitely elegant and classy as Britney here should be awarded some kind of special award or something. Since the position of dumbest celebrity is probably occupied by Paris Hilton, I say Britney should do at least with the Worst Enemy of Underwear Ever one. The uncontested queen.