I don't care what she did. Look at that HAIR.

It's Mardi Gras.

How am I celebrating? Ha. Eating. Lots. But throwing no beads. No drinking. No crazy parties. And no Britney.

Dang. Look at that hair. I hope there was a sweatsuit with some word on the bum like "babe" or "daddy's girl" written in sparkles to match.