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November 19, 2009

Unfug It Up: Melissa Joan Hart

Well. This is a TERRIBLE IDEA from Sabrina:

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This dress is like the unholy love child of a French maid costume and Betty Draper's reject pile. I know this is a tall order, dear readers -- a Venti order, even -- but can this look be fixed? Pretend Salem the talking cat has a gun to your head and is demanding you undo what MJH has done to herself. Fix this mess, or the cat will end you. I have faith in your skills. GO:

Well, from the neck up Freida Pinto is as gorgeous as ever.

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From the neck down, I'm less sure. I love the shoes. And the bag. And the fouffiness of the skirt ("fouffiness" being a technical fashion term). It makes me want to twirl around. But I kind of wish the under-dress were black, too, because something about the beige reminds me of Spanx. And Spanx reminds me of being unable to breathe. And then I start to hyperventilate and I want to lie down.

What do you think? Tell me while I look for my inhaler.

October 16, 2009

Ifugn

Iman: Edgy and divatastic?

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Or the condolence fruit basket at a showgirl's wake?


Misunderstandings can be so uncomfortable.

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For instance, this dress is clearly what happens when someone says, "Aw, send a corsage to the widow," and a minion accidentally hears, "Send a corset to the widow," and then all of a sudden some bereaved lady puts a dress on eBay that looks like she's wearing her grief on her chest, and a soap star smells a bargain. I call that story Not Without My Eulogy: Mother, May I Sleep With The Fishes?, and I am selling it to Lifetime, stat.

** Whoops, when this first published, the poll didn't show up properly -- but it's there now, so vote away!

You know, as much as there's still a lot of residual sympathy for Anne Hathaway's crappy summer breakup with the extortionist, I have to say, there are worse ways for her to dry her tears than on the piles of expensive clothes people are throwing at her now (which I know has to do with her career and not her sadness, but still, VERY fortuitous timing there). Seriously, she could get her calls returned by any major designer she wanted -- assuming she even had to bother picking up the phone in the first place. That's a pretty good piece of karmic payback for having the bad luck to be in love with a dude who allegedly uses the Vatican's name to rip off his marks. (Seriously, did it REALLY need to be said, "Hey, don't tangle with the Pope"? Did it? Are you SURE, jackhole?)

Anyway: Sometimes the knowledge that she's essentially A-plus-list at this point makes me judge Anne's clothes a little more harshly -- since I would be shocked if she ever only had one option for a given event, it's a lot more interesting to me to see what she picks, and I spend a lot more time scratching my chin and trying to decide what I think while also concentrating REALLY HARD on not furrowing my brow in the usual spot above my nose lest it become so deep I could stash a Twinkie in there.

This is one such outfit.

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In theory: Cute, I think. Obviously she's had a little trouble keeping the skirt from riding up when she walks. The hair, makeup, and accessories are spot-on with a dress that's got so much happening around the shoulders, and the fact that there IS detail around her shoulders to keep it from just being a tiny blue strapless number is great. But I'm not sure how I feel about the exact Something that's there.

Let's go in for a closer look at it:

February 27, 2009

Repo! The Genetic Fugra

If there's one thing I love about Paris Hilton (hint: there isn't), it's that she's really mastered the art of subtlety:

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So UNDERSTATED, right? She's just about to blend into the wall, poor dear. It's really rather sad.  

Rumor has it that Ms Marion here has appeared on several Worst Dressed lists, and I don't know, you guys. I kind of fell in love with her at the last Oscars and I might STILL be in love with her.

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It's pretty! Of course, I historically: (a) love black and blue together, (b) have a secret weakness for sequins (that is, in fact, the name of my autobiography: A Secret Weakness for Sequins: Not Without My Paillettes; The Jessica Morgan Story), and (c) I think she's pretty, so I'm biased. I'm terribly, terribly biased. Because I might love it. Or I might have some kind of fever. The kind that needs more cowbell, obviously. But there's not a cowbell to be had in my apartment right now, so I probably need your help.

February 16, 2009

Fug of Honor

I just sat here for twenty minutes trying to remember if I've seen Maid of Honor, the movie Michelle Monaghan was in with Patrick Dempsey a few years ago. You know the one I mean: they're besties, he decides he loves her just as she gets engaged (or directly thereafter, though that's less flattering to him, as it implies he only love her when he couldn't have her anymore), she asks him to be her maid of honor, stereotypes of wedding-crazed women ensue as he gambols with the rest of bridesmaids, and then -- presumably after a series of misunderstandings that could have been cleared up with a simple discussion -- love is declared, her fiance is shuttled, and MM marries McDreamy. Am I close? I don't think I have seen it, but it sure feels like it after approximately 30 years of being near a television set. And now I suspect that Michelle has come straight from the set of the sequel she's currently filming, Maid of Honor II: The Servant Has Become the Master, in which the most wedding-crazed of her non-Dempsey bridesmaids finally snags a man and makes all of her own bridesmaids wear THE WORLD'S MOST HORRIFIC BRIDESMAID'S DRESS:

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Holy Jordan almonds. Trying picking up a cute groomsman in THAT thing. You'd have an easier time setting up a souffle in a hurricane.

Here is the thing: America Ferrera HERSELF looks great. Just cover up her dress with your hand and see for yourself:

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Very pretty! Which is why it's so sad that she decided to wear something the color of much-used dishwater to the SAG Awards. I am hoping this is one of those things where someone who was there would be all, "DARLING, it was GLORIOUS in person, like a very SUBTLE violet-grey-beige-taupe-y color, simply DIVINE. Really. And that terribly sad black tulle sash was actually a BRILLIANT commentary on MELANCHOLY as expressed via FABRIC. It was TO DIE, truly. Truly, it was." Or else I'm afraid I just don't understand it.

Oh, Drew. I'm glad you're having a good time, at least:

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Having that kind of a good attitude can get a girl through all kinds of problems: break-ups, job drama, having people make fun of your hair on the Internets...
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