I’m sure I don’t know shit about fashion. But I do know when dining out fancy, I need to put on my pants. Nobody wants to see my undercarriage when they’re trying to eat their clams. Rihanna gets to do whatever she wants because you can’t get in trouble as a celebrity, you can only become more famous and sell more shit. So, why not dine out in your pink underwear and flash a teaser of where Chris Brown used to serenade you out of your post beat down blues. If Rihanna were my girlfriend, I’d take lots of pictures.
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