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We stayed up and watched Letterman last night to see La Wintour's much bally-hooed appearance therein (thereon?) and, lo, we were not disappointed. Not because A Dubs was so chatty and revealing, but because she, in fact, was just as we like her: British, be-sunglassed, moderately icy, somewhat charming and a wee bit scary:

"Watching the two of them effectively hang out and make small talk felt a bit like eavesdropping on somebody's incredibly awkward blind date: He tried to care about fashion, and failed; she gave him little to work with beyond quoting funny, nasty things various writers have called her in print, and the encounter ended with a distinct air of relief and absolutely no making out."

OR WAS THERE? (No, though who knows was Anna got up to backstage with the next guest, Mark Teixeira.) Read the rest -- and watch the interview! -- at over at The Cut.
We're pleased to confirm that the rumors are true: Project Runway has made the leap to Lifetime almost totally unscathed.

"Early on, the only changes we spotted were terribly important details like the size and font of the front-of-show credits, and the occasional ad for Centrum Silver -- a sponsor that would, most likely, never back a Bravo show unless it came out with a vitamin called Centrum Housewives."

There were one or two tweaks -- not including the move to Los Angeles -- but all in all, we're excited to see where the season is going. DON'T READ THIS PART IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED THE EPISODE YET: Although we'll miss the first bootee, Ari Fish, because WHAT THE HELL WAS THAT OUTFIT? I haven't giggled that hard during the runway presentation in a loooong time. Especially when Lindsay Lohan got to lecture her on propriety, which was doubly eerie because of Ari Fish's uncanny resemblance to Samantha Ronson, who has herself probably lectured Lindsay a million times on propriety. Oh, it's delicious.

Ahem. Anyway, if you didn't use the link above, click here to read the rest of our column on NYMag.com, if you're so inclined.
This week, for NYMag.com, Heather and I compare and contrast -- just like in English class! -- two of the most important literary pieces of our time. I speak, of course, of Gwyneth Paltrow's GOOP, and Rachel Zoe's "The Zoe Report":

"Aside from the obvious similarities (one is written by a tall, slim actress; the other, by a small, slim stylist who makes a living dressing tall, slim actresses), just how alike are GOOP and the Zoe Report, really? Is there room in your life for two missives from famous people who really want you to go shopping, or do you need to prune your in-box?"

Well, DO YOU? Find out by reading our whole column. You know, if you want. No pressure. I mean, we just want you to know these important facts, but if you've got work to do, or whatever...I mean, that happens. But when someone asks you how the Zoe Report stacks up as far as name-dropping goes, as compared to GOOP, YOU MIGHT NOT KNOW THE ANSWER. The horror!



This week on NY Mag.com, we cast our eagle eye over the press junket wardrobe of one Miss Sienna Miller, piece by piece:

"The overall effect is fetching, and we wouldn't mind a crack at the dress to see if that draping is as flattering on everyone else as it is on Sienna's tiny frame. However, the crabby grandmother who lives in our psyche wants Sienna to flick that hair out of her face."

But WILL SHE? A nation trembles with anticipation. Find out by reading the whole blessed slideshow at NY Mag.com.
In what is clearly the most sensitive, intellectual, and serious soul-searching piece we've ever written:

"Being Victoria Beckham became a career of its own -- it takes a lot of work to find sunglasses whose lenses are larger than one's fake boobs -- and she made it look fun. On Posh's list of commandments, etched into stone tablets by a press-on nail, we're pretty sure "Thou Shalt Not Be Ordinary" was at the top of the list, perhaps right under "Thou Shalt Not Smile, for Thy Face Might Look Fat.""

But now she's TAKEN OUT HER BREAST IMPLANTS. We don't know how to DEAL WITH THIS. We HATE CHANGE. Why, Posh? WHHHHY? Etc, at NY Mag.com.


Poor Lilo:

"Remember back in 2006 when [Dina Lohan] fought rumors of Lindsay's on-set unprofessionalism on Georgia Rule by swearing she'd win an Oscar for it? Yeah, that didn't happen: Critically reviled, the film asked people to enjoy watching LiLo play a brat who teased a male naïf into exploring her crotch. No, really. So maybe it's no surprise that she signed on to Labor Pains, despite there being nothing endearing or clever in the plot about a struggling girl who fakes a pregnancy to keep her job (evidently a messy ponytail and sensible pants are code for "poor")."

So. That movie was not good.  Read all about it -- and what being in a cable movie means for old Lindsay -- over at NY Mag.com.

Seriously. That girl needs someone to fix her. Mel Gibson? I know he's crazy but it kind of worked for Britney.
Let's not even pretend today isn't exciting. I have tickets for the 8:30 Harry Potter and I can't wait (well, I guess I can wait until 8:30). What better time than now to write about little Miss Emma "Hermione" Watson and how much she -- let's be honest -- kind of rocks:

"As the Potter phase of her life enters its coda, we give Watson full marks for achieving the tricky feat of surviving teen stardom by becoming a stylish woman we'd sooner expect to see on the cover of Harper's Bazaar than The National Enquirer."

This week's column is a bit of a love letter and that's okay. After all, positive reinforcement is a powerful tool. Read the rest of it here. And happy Harry Potter day! AT LAST, WARNER BROTHERS, GOD.
The couture shows were this week in Paris, and oh my god, is that stuff amazing. Also, some of it is totally insane. We took a look at all the glorious, CRAZY clothes for NY Mag:

"When you want something bad enough, there's nothing you won't consider trading for it: a limb, a motor vehicle, a generally disliked member of your extended family ... maybe even a generally nice member of your extended family. And nothing engenders that kind of self-destructive lust like haute couture."
Aren't you dying to know what could possibly tempt us to happily go without lunch for a month? You KNOW we love sandwiches. Check out the slideshow here and find out.
This week, over at NY Mag.com, Heather and I tackle the question of Megan Fox's Transformers press junket wardrobe. The verdict? Surprisingly mixed:

"She actually looks surprisingly chic: relaxed, confident, casual, and not at all like an actress who was once quoted as saying that she always forgets to flush the toilet."

But there are misses, too. OH ARE THERE MISSES. Head over to NY Mag.com to check out the full slideshow.
It's FINALLY here: the week you marked on your calendar months ago with a red Sharpie. (Or was that just us? ... Never mind.) Lauren Conrad's semi-autobiographical fiction novel, about a girl who finds herself on a hit reality show, arrived stores on Tuesday -- and because we are givers, we ran out and picked up a couple copies so that we could report back to all of you about whether it's dreadful, delicious, dull, or dishy. The answers, by the way, are: Not at all, not particularly, not as much as we thought, and not as much as it could be:

The gold standard, Nicole Richie's secretly awesome The Truth About Diamonds, refers to the Paris Hilton character as functionally retarded; compared to that, L.A. Candy is practically a love letter. [...] But the first 70 or so pages do include copious jabs at girls who move to L.A., bleach their hair, plump their lips, get boob jobs, and become generic, useless bimbos. Hello, Heidi!

Click here to check out our entire breakdown of the merits and demerits of L.A. Candy, as spoiler-free as possible (but not completely, so beware). Or at the very least, pop on over to take a peek at the author photo. It's so STERN.

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