Seriously, the only way Kelly Clarkson could look any worse is if she breathed in some top secret government gas then died then rose from the dead. She pretty much always looks bad, but this is almost painful to look at. Damn, she’s fug. She better be glad God gave her a decent voice, otherwise she’d be sitting in the aisle at Barnes and Noble every Saturday night, avoiding eye contact and talking to her pet mouse, Mr. Twinkles.
NHC is tracking these three systems.
