It's your morning Brit watch! Brit Brit and dog London made their usual Starbucks run in Malibu yesterday. She just has to have her Venti crappucino with extra whip, fudge sauce, caramel sauce, a dash of meth and just a sprinkle of cheeto dust. You know how she likes it.
Are those boots back? Please tell me they aren't. I would've thought that a moment away from Brit they would've taken their shot and made a run for the border!
London also looks pretty freaked. He's thinking "Please don't accidentally eat me like you did to Bit Bit!!!! I'm too young!"
Oh Brit! Always the epitome of elegance. Always!
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