I seriously keep forgetting that Cassie shaved half her head. EVERY TIME I see her, I think, "OH RIGHT. She SHAVED half her head! Someone pay attention to this kid before she hits a photographer with an umbrella! HAHAHAHA I SLAY ME WHERE DID MOMMY PUT HER COCKTAIL?"
But seriously. Could someone throw this girl a bone, attention-wise? (Or otherwise, I guess, but that's really between the two of you.) Because now she's got a half-shaved head AND a hideous sheer tank top. WHAT WILL SHE DO NEXT? Do you really want to add Gaga-style pantslessness to this equation? BECAUSE I DO NOT AND I THINK WE ALL KNOW THAT'S THE TRACK THIS TRAIN IS ON. Do it for the children, you guys. Ask the poor kid for her autograph if you run into her at the Louis Vuitton store or whatever. Just do something. We've got to nip this thing in the bud.
But seriously. Could someone throw this girl a bone, attention-wise? (Or otherwise, I guess, but that's really between the two of you.) Because now she's got a half-shaved head AND a hideous sheer tank top. WHAT WILL SHE DO NEXT? Do you really want to add Gaga-style pantslessness to this equation? BECAUSE I DO NOT AND I THINK WE ALL KNOW THAT'S THE TRACK THIS TRAIN IS ON. Do it for the children, you guys. Ask the poor kid for her autograph if you run into her at the Louis Vuitton store or whatever. Just do something. We've got to nip this thing in the bud.
