Don't Even Start With Me, Biking Shorts

Mischa Barton, who shall be referred to as "Cypress Knee" from now on, was recently spotted on a Friday night in a nipped jacket, silky cami-top, and biking shorts...with black flats. She looked like a tree wrapped in spandex.

I believe I once wore the same outfit, substituting the cami-top for a Generra Hypercolor t-shirt, in eighth grade. Even the people in Z. Cavaricci's, bollo ties, and cowboy boots laughed at me. That's how bad it was. FIFTEEN YEARS AGO.

Don't you dare try to resurrect J. Byron's fashions, Cypress Knee. There's a reason they went out of business before you were born. Go eat a cheeseburger or something, and let's hope you don't rediscover the bubble-skirt.

On a totally unrelated note, The Freakin' Hott will be playing Moonfest in downtown WPB on October 29th. More details to come...

Maggie