Black pants, black top, black weave. ALL BLACK EVERYTHING.

Our favorite LA transplant from the ATL stepped out to do a little shopping at the MAC store. Given that her latest effort only sold 200,000 copies [GIVE UNCLE CICI A BREAK], Ciara seems to garner attention in other ways, by tweeting and going shopping constantly in paparazzi hangouts. But I’m glad that she was finally able to buy some high quality makeup. Her five o’clock shadow always had a nasty habit of showing itself at the most inopportune times.