And ruins it by wearing some dorky Keds. I’m sorry, I know she’s getting paid a buttload of cash to endorse these things and if I were in her shoes (pun intended), then I’d be endorsing every single thing they threw at me, from Q-tips to hemorrhoid cream, knowing full well that I needed to make hay while the sun shines in my youth and milk my silly little “acting” career for all it’s worth. But still, ever since I got out of middle school, and Keds turned into these strange, preppy reminders of my early 90’s youth, I’ve not been able to wear or look at them without hearing the theme music to “In Living Color” and wanting to tight-roll my pants. And then I experience heavy pangs of shame.

So, here she is at the Lord and Taylor’s flagship store in Manhattan trying to pretend like she’s not dressed like she’s ready for a boat trip from the ankles down and…somewhere completely different from the ankles up. And I’ll bet she’s laughing at my silly little post all the way to her lavish yacht I imagine she purchased with her money from this.

(WENN)

More photos of Mischa Barton meeting Ked’s Customers at Lord & Taylor New York City after the jump.

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