For some women, I guess it's good to go commando every once in a while, get a little fresh air all up in there. I've never been one of those girls. It seems to be a popular phenomenon in Hollywood, where the photographers are often notified of a bare-assed starlet's itinerary by the starlet herself. Why even bother feigning surprise?

Folks, this is Phoebe Price, or rather it's the end of Phoebe we don't usually see. She's a regular on the pap circuit and can often be seen in the gossip blogs and papers, where she's usually shown strutting down the sidewalk on a Tuesday afternoon dressed for the red carpet. She is so ready for her close-up.

But not from this end. Apparently Phoebe wanted to get a closer look at the shoes on the bottom shelf and "forgot" she was naked from the hips down in front of a plate glass window on Robertson Blvd. while a few dozen paparazzi clicked away. Didn't she notice the camera flashes? The hoots and hollers from the wildly aroused lensmen? They all want to be like Adnan now; Phoebe better be careful who she shows that thing to.