I got this image as well as the one below from www.dlisted.com and let me just say, it's freakin' hot and smoking, in a weird way. I can't say I love the "chimes shades" that she was wearing but it looked acceptable. I just can't imagine wearing the glasses in Alaska. I might die from infection and not from shivers. Those pointy, shiny, deadly blinding tools can poke my eyes straight out I'll die from bleeding.
This is one lesson I will instill in me for good. Comfort over fashion. Functionality over image. Safety first over fad.
I love Beyonce. And I accept the fact that she's doing us a favor - what not to buy during the lowest of your lows. But I think she's the only one who can only pull this off. Gees, I won't even get this for free. It's creepy. And you don't wanna go there. It's like having four nipples attached to your testicles. It's that icky. Period. But it's just me.
Whatever girlfriend. She's Beyonce. Whatever floats your boat.
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