I guess the old, clear Lucite heels were just getting too yellowed and too cracked, and what better solution than to—DUH—buy new ones? Well, I’ll tell you what a better solution is, and then I’ll tell you probably the best solution there could be. The better solution? What Courtney did, which is buy BLACK Lucite heels so that there’s something to distract from the yellowing from all the spray-on tanner, and limit notice-ability when it comes to identifying cheap-looking cracks. The best solution of them all, though, perhaps? Not to buy cheesy Lucite stripper heels, period.
Also. About all that plastic surgery talk yesterday. It seems like Courtney‘s face has settled a bit in these photos, but there’s still no mistaking the fact that Courtney did, indeed, get something done to her head, and honestly … if I could say this without coming off like I support plastic surgery or whatever (because I don’t; I merely support a person’s decision to do what they want with their own bodies, even if I think they look f-cking stupid, which, in most cases, they do), Courtney Stodden looks a lot less rode-hard and almost acceptable.
Now if she could just dump those shoes (oh, and of course her creepy half-centurion husband), then we’d be in the business of maybe getting her a job at The Rave or Mandee or something.