Somebody's been raiding Krystle Carrington's wardrobe again:
[Photo by Daily Celeb.]
I can't wait until linebacker shoulders come back again in full-force. The nighttime soap (Desperate Housewives? Pish -- it's no Dynasty) can't be far behind. And with that comes hurled martini glasses, trips to Capri, turbans, crystal cigarette lighters that are only slightly more portable than bowling balls, and champagne and caviar at 10 a.m., darling. Can't wait.
But that doesn't mean Marley Shelton should run around town like she's stuck inside an episode of Reunion.
