We're not sure what the hell those things are supposed to be, but they certainly look like two objects that would be far better served attached to a nursery mobile above the eyes of a fascinated newborn rather dangling from Hope Solo's ears.
And come on, Hope, black jeans? It's the middle of August in Chicago, showin' a little leg to an inebriated, horny crowd at Wrigley never hurt anyone.
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