It would be wrong of me to overlook this momentous day, when our local (well, localish) boy Justin Bieber turns 18. Though his music has taken a serious turn for the worse, and his fashion has devolved into something ever more lesbian-chic Mad Max, and his hair styles no longer prompt boys around the world to emulate him, he’s still an unparalleled Canadian cultural export.
Here, in no particular order (since I can’t figure out how to order these gallery things) are the various looks of JB.
Scratch that. I figured it out. It’s pretty much chronological now, and you can see that he’s become sort of like Elvis lately with some truly ridiculous outfits. Is it that everyone around him is just too filled with praise to let him know he looks like a fool?