I love it when Britney's patchy scalp gets to "breathe" a little. No extensions. No wigs. Just a few glorious strands flapping freely in that LA smog. She looks great from the neck up and the thighs down.
Plain-jane Dave and those relaxed fit khakis and Shoe Carnival dockers, though. He could fit three of his actual legs into one leg of his pants.
I don't know if Britney hasn't paid the electric bill in awhile, or if they just prefer to dress in the dark.
