Miley Cyrus flashes bleached armpit hair in New York City


The 'Adore Your' hit-maker got all the attention to her self and her scantily-clad look as she touched down in New York City on Wednesday night, May 13 ahead of her mother's 48 birthday bash.

Cyrus' visibly hard nipples were also captured struggling for better attention underneath her black mesh T-shirt as she passed through a crowd of excited fans. She also had a tight pair of distressed denim shorts and ripped fishnet tights. More photos after the cut.....






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