Epiphany

Nice patent leather multi-purpose belt, Paris. It goes so well with your satin shorts and tank top. I think I finally get it. Being a celebrity for no particular reason entitles you to foist your horrid fashion sense upon as at your discretion. It's your duty to remind the little people that only someone with panache could pull off a belt resting comfortably on your ribcage, underneath your hiccuping bosom. Only a celebrity with your stature could pull off pajamas underneath said belt. We need not even try because let's face it, we would just look silly. How dare we even consider the side ponytail with matching headband? People would think we've lost our minds. But not you, oh brave warrior of accessories. We look at you and think, "Why didn't I ever think of that! Dang it!" And the pouch on the side of your belt is utter brilliance. It's small enough to not be intrusive yet big enough to carry your very own copy of your sex tape and a pair of clean panties.