I KNOW Kimberly Wyatt here is one of the Pussycat Dolls -- and considering how often she's been seen out and about by herself in some kind of wackjob outfit, I assume she's making a play for a solo career -- but I seriously, SERIOUSLY would not be able to ID her to the LAPD if she ran me over with her car:
"Officer, she was wearing the MOST terrible outfit. No, really. This awful black ruffled skirt, and this horrible cheap-looking twee belt? But the worst part with the lace-trimmed leopard print bustier! YES, OFFICER, I JUST USED THE WORD 'BUSTIER.' And her SHOES, my GOD, officer, her shoes were TERRIBLE. They were so TACKY. Oh! And she had yellow nail polish -- now, yes, I know that's sort of in right now but I tried it myself in February and let me assure you, officer, that if done incorrectly it looks unfortunately like you have a terrible fungus, which is exactly what happened to me AND to her. Oh, god, it was terrible. What's that? Her face? Oh. Oh, god. I haven't the foggiest idea."
"Officer, she was wearing the MOST terrible outfit. No, really. This awful black ruffled skirt, and this horrible cheap-looking twee belt? But the worst part with the lace-trimmed leopard print bustier! YES, OFFICER, I JUST USED THE WORD 'BUSTIER.' And her SHOES, my GOD, officer, her shoes were TERRIBLE. They were so TACKY. Oh! And she had yellow nail polish -- now, yes, I know that's sort of in right now but I tried it myself in February and let me assure you, officer, that if done incorrectly it looks unfortunately like you have a terrible fungus, which is exactly what happened to me AND to her. Oh, god, it was terrible. What's that? Her face? Oh. Oh, god. I haven't the foggiest idea."
