What do you do when you're Lindsay Lohan
and you're still clinging to the idea that you're more than just a circus attraction joke to the media, needing to walk around with a SCRAM bracelet on your ankle but still wanting to appear as if you're just the average celebutard on the go? BOOTS! You get your hording ass over to Fred Segel's Feet (the stuff in the background of pictures is always more interesting to me than LiLo) and get yourself some boots, all while wandering around without a bra. Where's Brit-Brit's dad when you need him? I heard he actually got it enacted that Britney couldn't leave the house without her sloppy pair in an over-the-shoulder-boulder-holder, as well as getting the bodyguards to do a pantie check so that she wasn't going to be flashing her C-section scar around town anymore. Dina, get your head out of the Grey Goose bottle and learn a lesson or two from Jamie, you rotten succubus of a parental figure.
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