Mariah Carey was seen leaving her hotel in London yesterday in a pair of pre-teen glittered jeans and a leather jacket straining at the seams. Like at any moment the coat might explode, and all of the bulging flesh strapped inside would come barreling out in an torrent of cellulite and fat-roll sweat and knock down little children and vacationing tourists. Jesus. I’ve seen casing on a sausage that didn’t fit so snugly. The sausage wasn’t quite as fat or annoying as Mariah, of course, but I think you still get my point. Fat people are just disgusting.
More glittery chubbiness after the jump.