Running errands never looked this dazzling.
Gwen Stefani pranced around L.A. yesterday glammed to the nines with her signature red lipstick, hair sprayed into mohawkish finery, a slouchey paper-thin shirt thinly veiling a red bra, rows of creme-colored beaded bracelets and kick-ass knee-high leather boots. This outfit makes me want to be her groupie. I don’t care what music she plays. Her badassness is too much for this world.