Harry Styles’ hoity-toity BevHills neighbors keep whining nonstop that the One Direction babe-throb’s taking the WRONG direction with his 24/7 parade of sexily/scantily clad GIRLS, GIRLS & more GRRLS!
Dishes My Style-ish Spy: “Sexy bombshells in eye-popping, barely-there frocks constantly waltz up and down these ritzy, quiet streets at all hours of day and night, waiting on Uber rides after romping in Harry’s playpen! One fed-up neighbor finally confronted the star, raging, ‘Since you got the place, it looks like a sex motel!’ Harry chuckled — until the guy snarled, ‘I’m NOT joking — it’s NOT FUNNY!’ Harry tried to apologize, got blown off — then did his own homeward walk of shame!”
