She looks (a) unrecognizable and (b) CRAAAAAZY.
Suddenly, it's the summer of 2007. Paris Hilton is going to jail, Lindsay Lohan is car-jacking people, and Hilary Duff is attending awards shows aimed at young people! (Parenthetically, I do believe that one day The Summer of 2007 will be hailed as an apex in the world of celebrity gossip. SO MUCH CRAZY SHIT HAPPENED. I will never forget where I was when I learned Paris was heading to the clink. It's a time capsule in itself: I was at Denim Doctors, getting original hems placed on my newly shortened New Religion jeans, and I got a text from Heather with the news. I gasped and told EVERYONE at Denim Doctors, ALL OF WHOM gasped. Oh, Los Angeles. Never change.)
This is actually incredibly cute on her.
SOMEONE else wore this recently and I CANNOT remember who it was. Help me, Fug Nation, you're my only hope.
Well. This IS a way to get people to look up who you are. (She's a singer with an unparalleled ability to breath shallowly, I guess.)
Pretty sure this is what the waitresses used to wear at Encounter, the futuristic space bar at LAX.
Mya's shirt has a cape and SO DOES HER skirt! That's a LOT of capes. Also: what I said about 2007 earlier. Is this event taking place in a time-warp?