When Pippa Middleton drinks, I get happy. Weird phenomenon, but when combined with Pippa back out romancing and wearing the nightclub skirts again, I know it means we’re getting close and closer to some more upskirts and glorious wardrobe malfunctions flashing the regal beagles. Like an old man feels winter coming on or a stripper always knows which guy has the most money in his wallet, I can just feel these things. It’s coming. But, for now, catch some legs and some Pippa back out on the town. Enjoy.