I usually avoid writing about Chrissy Teigen because she's a piece of shit bully, and a drunk, but she went out to dinner with her "husband" and his white running shoes so I thought this would make for a good story. I was wrong, but it's July Fourth weekend and here you are reading about Chrissy Teigen, of all people, so how is it my fault you have no life? Besides, you get what you pay for.
