Either that or Michelle Ma Belle Obumble, Fashion Plate to the Stars, Exalted Fat Nazi and Pinnacle Of Recent American Pride, doesn’t get very good advice.

Particularly when it comes to clothes.

Otherwise, how do you explain this get-up on a trip to Panama City Beach?

(Hat tip: Nice Deb)

She couldn’t figure out that was gonna be a little inappropriate? She looks like one of those Code Pink sows after a typical anti-oil histrionic outbreak.

And while we’re at it, what’s the deal with the Steve-O impression?

These friggin’ people. Who put ’em in charge?