Fug or Fab

There are many ways for a celebrity to win over the public. And I admit -- freely, and to all of you -- that Chloe Sevigny is SO INSANELY GOOD on Big Love that I totally love her now and instead of rolling my eyes when she shows up places wearing, like, high-waisted leather hot pants and a tube top made of Tootsie Rolls and three pairs of aviator glasses and an afro wig, instead of foaming at the mouth, I clap my hands with legitimate glee. Oh, Chloe! You won me over. With talent. I'm sorry for that time I cursed out your umlaut. At least, unlike those wizards at NBC, I didn't chyron you as "CHLOI" when you won your Golden Globe last night.

And this is exactly the sort of wacky outfit I had hoped you would wear:

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Oh, yeah. That's crazy. It's what would happen if a bridesmaid's dress from 1972 came to life and procreated with the table cloth on the dressing table of one of MGM's lesser starlets at the tail end of the studio system. Let's take a closer look:

There's a pleasing origami feel to Maggie's dress here.

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Unfortunately, it's origami someone performed with the table linens at the Albuquerque La Quinta Inn, which totally screwed the wedding reception they were supposed to have in Conference Room #2.

But I have to say, fabric aside, I like this better in this photo than I did live on the red carpet -- at the time, her face looked washed-out and the dress didn't look that great in motion, and I wasn't sure about the hair... the whole thing felt like a blob of vanilla pudding on white bread with mayonnaise. But I see the detail in a slightly different light now and it's prettier than I remember.

I wonder if I'd like this better if it cut off at the knee, and if the rest of Maggie's styling -- like her head -- didn't seem like an afterthought. I also thought briefly about if the base dress was one color and the overlay detail was in a contrasting hue, but maybe that's too much. Come play designer in the comments.
The big winner at the Golden Globes may have been the Beverly Hilton, which got to supply branded umbrellas to the celebrities trolling the red carpet.

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The other big winner: Diane Kruger, for having the most charming umbrella caddy in town. I defy you not to cherish this couple (unless you are sick of us yapping about them to the point that it inspires loathing, which... you know, I totally get that; we yap about them a lot) after seeing this photo of him not only standing in the rain so that she might be dry, but looking delighted to do it.

As for Diane's Lacroix, it kills me that nobody had her pose for a photo of the back, because I remember SOME business going on back there when she exited her Ryan Seacrest interview, but I didn't look closely enough because I figured there would be a picture. WELL. I learned my lesson. Anyway, it looked flirtier and more graceful and romantic in motion than it does here, where the cut of the skirt risks taking the Frump City exit off the 405. THIS is why we always say you should test your outfits in photos -- the telecast is all well and good, but it's the pictures that people remember, because it's of those that best- and worst-dressed lists are made. And made again, and then made YET AGAIN, because you can never have enough.

I liked it on TV but less so in this photo. And I wish I could see the back. But if anyone can take us on this trip in an organic, believable way, it's Diane Kruger. Imagine this on Meryl Streep, or Anna Kendrick, or Olivia Wilde; we'd be all, "Girl, unless someone is throwing you at all the single ladies attending her wedding, you'd best go home and change." But on Diane, it comes off as directional -- something worth seeing more of, over and over, because every time you blink you change your mind. Ergo, I encourage you to vote more than once, as your browser cookies allow, and chat up your decisions in the comments. Which ARE open. Oh yes, I did not forget this time. THIS TIME.


January 15, 2010

Fug or Fab: Rachel Bilson

It was nice to see Rachel Bilson on my TV again -- she was so cute on Chuck two seasons ago, and (SPOILER skip this if you haven't seen Monday's How I Met Your Mother and you are the type to think I am ruining your life by discussing an episode that aired four days ago) I had high hopes she'd turn out to be The Mother. How has someone not developed a show around her yet?

Anyhoo, my feelings about La Bilson are well-documented. My feelings about her dress here, though, are murkier.

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There is something young and sweet about it, and then there's the part of me that feels like Tinkerbell zapped herself into the 1950s and just put on an apron to cook a meal for her man before welcoming him home from a hard day of work, offering to massage his shoulders, and then bringing him a scotch on the rocks before they retire to their twin beds.

January 14, 2010

Fug or Fab: Lily Cole

I realize that there's something very Zuul about this dress -- as though the pattern was based on what Sigourney Weaver sees in Ghostbusters during that scene where she opens her fridge and instead of eggs and coffee and apples or whatever, she sees the hellish domain of Gozer the Gozerian. I mean, just look at it: there's a demon on her torso.

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And yet I still kind of like it. Damn -- does this mean I'M the Gatekeeper? I don't know if I've got the time for demonic possession this week. I've got the Golden Globes on Sunday!

We got a couple e-mails last night screaming, "BLAKE LIVELY CUTOUT PANTS PLEASE HELP," or variations on that theme anyway, and so I hightailed it to our image sites expecting to find her wearing makeshift chaps. And once you've had the mental image of her wandering around with holes the size of Montana in her trousers, it's hard to know how to feel about what she DID wear:

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They are leggings-esque. They might be bootaloons. And the tiny holes remind me of nothing so much as a Lite Brite before the party starts. But my mental picture was SO MUCH WORSE that it's hard for me to adjust and react to this as if I'm seeing this untainted. Also, if the pants come with a packet of colored pegs and Blake's hair plugs into the wall and lights them up, well, I'm getting a pair tomorrow.

January 12, 2010

Fug or Fab: Mila Kunis

So, yesterday we all had a spirited chatty-chat about Natalie Portman. As my friend Grant pointed out, it's weird that she, of all people, is so divisive. Who knew? I'm glad we're able to get past that to discuss another brunette in tulle:

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I had a moment of realization a few weeks ago that, as the other side to the Natalie Portman coin, I am kind of weirdly fond of Mila Kunis and I seriously have no reason why. I didn't really watch The 70s Show, and although I thought she was charmingly relaxed in Forgetting Sarah Marshall, I've really never seen her in anything else. Maybe I enjoy that she'd been dating MacCauley Culkin for like a hundred years? Who knows? Regardless, while it's true that I might not notice if she quit acting to become, like, a landscape architect, I like her in a weird way. The same might be said for this dress: the tulle, for me, works in a sort of sexy lingerie kind of way, rather than looking like a bedraggled Halloween costume on November 1st.

Let's get real for a second. I'm sure people like winning a People's Choice award. But it's a PEOPLE'S CHOICE AWARD. It's not an Oscar, and these are not the Academy Awards, Kelly Rutherford:

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I mean, that is FANCY for an event that is (allegedly) (possibly) rumored to be essentially fixed. Admittedly, I myself am a terrible over-dresser -- I like to take my outfits out for a jaunt, for one thing, and I feel like if people think you look fancy, they may assume you have a more exciting and glamorous life than is actually the case, which is rarely a bad thing -- so perhaps I should not judge too harshly, but COME ON:

Carrie Underwood is far too pretty a girl to tolerate having mesh fins.

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She looks like a rocket who might be about to blast off and then separate in well-choreographed stages. 

That said, I don't think this is heinous. But the out-of-control black overlay does feel a bit like overkill. Not gilding a lily, necessarily, because the plain strapless shift underneath it doesn't seem so remarkable that it didn't need embellishment. It's more like... catching the first fifteen minutes of Mantracker one day and then getting sucked into the whole episode because WHY does that woman keep SCREAMING every time she senses he is near, and then suddenly seven hours later, you've finished a Mantracker marathon and it's too late to go get dinner so you're stuck making a meal out of a can of Corned Beef Hash and a jar of olives. 

How would you change it -- if indeed you'd change anything at all? Ditch the overlay and add a flashy midriff-cinching accessory (some people call them belts)? Keep the overlay but cut it so that it skims the dress and doesn't have flaps? Scrap the outfit altogether and just wear the giant rock on her finger? Hey, I'm sure she was tempted.

I was talking to someone the other day -- someone I consider a fairly reliable source -- and he told me that rumor has it Sandra Bullock is a total pain in the neck on set. And I heard it and then I decided to pretend those words were NEVER UTTERED. Because I love Sandy and don't care to think or speak anything bad about her.

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Which is why I'm going to let this poll speak for itself:

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