Rose McGowan

October 19, 2009

Better Played, Rose McGowan?

There was much discussion recently about Ms Rose McGowan's wardrobial choices. I must admit that there's something kind of charming about her most current ensemble:

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I don't know how I feel about the dress ITSELF -- I enjoy that it's quasi-Marilyn Monroe a la "Diamonds Are a Girl's Best Friend," but I suspect she needs a chunky fabulous bracelet if she's going to make the (probably wise) choice to skip the gloves -- but I can't help but be amused by the expression on her face. She looks very, "Now you want me to stand over here? Really? Whatever you say, photo dude. Just make up your mind."

She totally mugged for the cameras once she got to her mark, too:

Obviously, if you're doing something spiffy with the Museum of Arts and Design, you're going to be tempted to wear something very unusual -- something artsy, perhaps, and full of design. I just can't decide what to make of Rose's effort here:

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My brain keeps whipsawing between the good and the odd. Tiny waist! Clunky shoes. Interesting neck! Terrible hair. And the skirt gives me pause: On one hand, it makes her look like a martini glass, all boring stem and then an explosion of fun up top. But on the other, what the hell DO you wear with that top? It's like when you try something on at the store and you love it but you don't have a thing that goes with it in your wardrobe, and so you think, "Well, I'll buy the top first and then I'll FIND SOMETHING to wear it with," and then you never do, and suddenly you've never worn it and you really want to and so you just throw any old thing with it and hope for the best.

Now, possibly, that's just sewn to LOOK like it's separates, but I just wonder if it's a waste of an architecturally interesting upper half not to make it a full ball gown, or have it flow into a tight pencil-cut dress. I am gripped with indecision on this fine Friday, and I don't like to end my week under such terrible stress. Indecision is for Wednesdays, people. Because then you get over it and you cake walk through the rest of the week. So help me out here, in sort of a hybrid Fug or Fab and Unfug piece -- talk up its relative merits and demerits in the comments, and let us all know what you'd do if you got to play stylist. Stay on topic, stay friendly, stay on target, stay with me, stay for a while, stay sweet and see you next summer, etc.

May 29, 2009

Rose McFugan

Hey, Rose?

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[Photos: Splash News]

I don't mean to interrupt, but... Listen, I love a well-tailored suit, and even though you didn't GO to the tailor and we therefore have no proof you're wearing any shoes, the rest of it is fine except for one wee problem... Did you REALIZE you haven't closed the napkin over the bread basket?

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Guess not.

May 15, 2009

Grindfug

I will never forget the time I saw Rose McGowan in person. I was at Musso and Frank, minding my own business and eating a flapjack or something and I looked up and lo and behold, who was walking into the place? Rose McGowan with her then-boyfriend, Marilyn Manson. And they were in full on Marilyn Manson gear. She was practically wearing that string dress she wore that one time. You know the one I mean. It was a pretty awesome celebrity sighting, I have to say. Not quite as good as the time I saw Billy Bob Thornton and Angelina Jolie making out at the food court at the Century City mall, but not too shabby. But Rose has come a long way since then. Sadly, I think the direction she's gone a long way in is maybe not the one she was hoping for:

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As she's not really a superstar now as much as she is....a girl wearing a skirt that looks like a head of broccoli. Oh, ROSE. What happened to you?

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