Furthering my belief that Kim Kardashian sees herself as J.Lo Lite, we have her following Mrs. Anthony down Sleeve Sling Blvd.:
[Photo: PacificCoastNewsOnline.com]
The pro here is that if Kim decides to gesture wildly with her arms, there’s no fear she’ll accidentally decapitate herself. The con is that I can’t imagine anything less comfortable than sitting at a nice dinner while your left armpit gets chafed, and your right sweats enough salty buckets to raise a family of lobsters — except perhaps a) having to sit down in that rib-juicing confection, b) having to function without dislodging a breast; or c) the experience of having to put on Sleeve in the first place, a process that I am shocked did not dislocate her neck. This is fashion masochism at its finest, folks. That, or an attempt to beautify being in traction.
