Blinded by the light...

Or by fear. Egotastic has provided some nice pictures from Harper's Bazaar, so I don't have to actually pay to be scarred for life.

Really unsafe for human viewing, but go ahead and click anyways.

Now I know the easy joke here is about fat Britney and why she has any desire to show off the results of high-Cheeto-consumption (other than the fact that she needed some free photoshopped pictures to continue her delusions), but the nice magazine folks have distracted me by the horrific outfit choices.

I'm not even talking about the fur rug thing--that is tame compared to the hairnet mask combined with the giant silver scrunchy necklace.

And that picture with Sean Preston is so creepy I think she might be stealing him for the Goblin King.

In fact the whole photo shoot makes me uneasy. It's almost as if I'm endlessly watching the scene in Silence of the Lambs where Buffalo Bill is making his human skin costume.

Seriously, Britney, won't you think of the children?