I know, I know. Paris Hilton is about as relevant as scrunchies. But I couldn't resist this tragedy in the form of yards and yards and yards and
yards of denim...
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That's
not hot. It's the definition of dirty denim. And it's in fact so bad that it almost makes me miss slutty, Stoli-drenched, heroin-chic Paris.


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