Fug or Fab

Let's talk about Kelly Clarkson. The chatter from Fug Nation on Twitter this morning was concerned that we were going to be mean to her. I must be clear: WE LOVE KELLY. Have we been concerned, in the past, that she often seems to get dressed in the dark, wearing a blindfold, standing in the reject pile at the Goodwill, in a land without tailors? Certainly. Kelly has herself admitted that she doesn't have a stylist and when I read that, I thought, "HONEY. YOU NEED ONE. I love you." Because we DO love her. She is so talented! And charming! And talented! And likeable! I literally drove to a county fair to see her perform this year and it was worth it! (Also, they had corn dogs.) So we really provide constructive criticism because we LOVE. It's like when your best friend comes out of the dressing room wearing a dress that is really not very flattering on her. You don't say, "I love you. BUY IT!" You say, "I think I liked the other one better." Anyway, all that being said, this has sort of grown on me overnight, like a fungus:

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I think the hose are kind of matronly on her, and the whole thing doesn't feel very YOUTHFUL, but it could be -- and has been -- worse. I like the sparkly bits, and I think if you look at the cut of this, it's actually pretty flattering on her.  I just want to young her up a bit. Maybe with actually opaque tights and a slightly shorter skirt? This is a bit too Cute Matron Attending A Holiday Party, when it should be Cute Singer Rocking The Sequins.

Speaking of singing: .
I saw this dress Rihanna is wearing at the Marchesa presentation at the most recent fashion week. I don't remember it being this...leg-tastic/nip-slip-adjacent:

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That being said, I was also skulking around the presentation trying to figure out if Blake Lively was actually wearing lace hotpants (of course she was) while juggling: a glass of champagne, my camera, my notebook, and my phone, on which I was texting Heather things like, "BLAKE LIVELY IS WEARING LACE HOTPANTS." So, as usual, I have really no idea what I am talking about. HOWEVER, I do know the following:

1) I haven't seen her look this happy in a long time. That smile is a fabulous accessory, regardless of her outfit.

2) This dress reminds me of those paper cut-outs we used to make in school, where you'd snip snip snip and then have an adorable little chain of paper people holding hands. Except. You know. Way more complex.

3) I kind of wish the non-snipped out portion was a weeeeeeee tiny teeeensy bit longer, because wondering whether or not she's wearing a leotard/what is in place to keep her from flashing us is distracting me.

4) I suspect that if I were hanging out with a woman wearing this dress, it would be almost impossible for me to resist flicking small items into the fluted bodice, like peas and tiny candies. It's like the world's most expensive mini-basketball hoop. (I say this as a woman who found an M&M in her bra yesterday. I DID NOT eat it. [Please. I totally ate it.])

5) It IS kind of technically amazing.

That being said....
 

Speaking of potential nipple slips, did you happen to catch RiRi's performance ensemble? (It's safe for work...technically.)
When I first saw Kristen Bell here, I thought, "Oh, K. Bell looks cute. That fabric reminds me of my Crystal Barbie."

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Don't believe me? BEHOLD:



That ad, of course, then reminded me that I also owned that particular Ken doll, and one summer he was tragically thrown down the elevator shaft of my Malibu Dream House, after Crystal Barbie discovered he'd been cavorting with Tracy (of Todd and Tracy; she was distraught after Todd's internal rubber band mechanism broke at their wedding reception, severing the connection between his upper and lower halves, and making him a paraplegic held together with duct tape). My Barbies led lives not dissimilar to those on General Hospital, though sadly devoid of any James Franco dolls to play the role of murderer/graffiti artist. But, anyhoodle, K Bell's dress sent me merrily down memory lane for a moment. UNTIL:

I think I at least like the concept of this dress.

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But in execution, it looks like she got TP'd. On purpose, naturally, because she's nothing if not fine with you squeezing the Charmin.

November 19, 2009

Fug or Fab: Jaime King

Well, I DO love some nice red lipstick. That's never been in question.

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But what about the rest of it? These are my confessions (part III): I don't care for a handkerchief hem. And if I'm going to tell it, I gotta tell it all: the gathering feels a bit haphazardly done. And yet she herself is lovely and doesn't look half bad. Even if she IS wearing wooden Dutch shoes made of gold (a mythical pair I think I read about in a children's story once). I think I am going to come down tentatively and with great trepidation on the side of I'll Allow It. What say ye, Fug Nation?
It is unusual indeed that I look at a picture of Halle Berry and think, "Eh. Halle doesn't look that great."

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Because she is Halle Berry, and she usually looks great regardless of outfit. But this just fills me with eh, meh and feh, with a dash of blah and whole lot of BORING. Am I correct, or has Sharon Stone just ruined me for anyone else? Can this be fixed? Should it be fixed? How? Why? When? Where? Who? SO MANY QUESTIONS.


November 17, 2009

The Fugdams Family

On the one hand, this is awesomely dramatic.

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On the other, Christina looks like a super-villainess called The Black Widow. Although awesomeness and villainy are not mutually exclusive, as any sensible Miss Hannigan sympathizer can tell you. The cape is inane, sure, but something about this photo -- I believe it's the expression on her face, as if to say, "Yes, that's right, my spine is leaking fabric; it's $10 a yard, if you're shopping" -- inspired me to put it to a vote rather than file it away in my mental folder labeled, "Capes: Cracked-out."

This morning, when I Fug-or-Fabbed Kristen Stewart's interesting-if-mismatched-looking outfit, I was doing so without all the facts. Specifically, I thought she was clinging to Taylor Lautner for dear life simply because Robert Pattinson seemed interested in raining three-day-old odor down upon her while he snacked on her spleen. But as it turns out, she may have been nervously regretting her clothing choice. Because when she stalked offstage to maybe OR MAYBE NOT YOU DON'T KNOW HER LIFE sneak into R.Pattz's hotel room for some mopey and unwashed nooky, she revealed this:

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Hola, panties.

I've heard of wanting a HOUSE with windows that let in a lot of natural light, but seeking a skirt with the same properties is baffling to me. Next she'll be shopping for a pair of pants with three bedrooms, central air, and stainless steel appliances.

The question now, which you can debate in the comments (which are now turned on... oops), are: Now that you're armed with all this information, what would you do to fix this outfit -- assuming you think it's broken -- and also:

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TAYLOR LAUTNER: I am going to be as clothed as I can be for the rest of this tour.

KRISTEN STEWART: My hair claw and I are going to stand as close to Taylor as we can for the rest of this tour.

ROBERT PATTINSON: I am going to use as many natural bodily fluids as I can to style my hair for the rest of this tour.

TAYLOR: I am more than a body, world! Don't objectify me!

KRISTEN: I am totally not rocking the bed mambo with that dude, world! Don't be grossed out by me!

ROBERT: I am filthy and rank, world! Don't stalk me!

November 12, 2009

Fug or Fab: Kristen Stewart

I might be crazy, but I don't hate this:

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It's kind of....funky fresh. It's probably also automatic, supersonic, and hypnotic. The hypnotic aspects possibly being responsible for my not ripping out my hair and SCREAMING about it. Now, do I sort of wish I could see the pieces separated into two different outfits? Yes. But I wish for a lot of things. I wish for world peace. I wish for my own soft-serve machine. I wish Pacey Witter was a real person who lived next door to me and was secretly in love with my hot ass. I wish my ass was hotter. I wish I owned this $1750 pair of Louboutin boots I saw through the window of Barney's last week. I wish I was a little bit taller. I wish I was a baller. But if wishes were horses, as they say, beggars  would ride. (And nowadays, of course, if wishes were horses, and beggars were riding, we'd be seeing a lot of stories on the local news about a rash of homeless people suddenly appearing on horseback, which would, at the very least, make for some interesting Man on the Street interviews.) In other words: we can't all get what we wish for and must make do with this.

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