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Okay. How cute is Bonnie "Ginny Weasley" Wright?

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I feel so protective of the Harry Potter kids anyway -- I can't help it; I've tried -- that it's a huge relief when they show up for an event without looking like they were styled by someone under the Dark Lord's thrall. Which means I am maybe extra happy to see Ginny Weasley in such a cute, age appropriate, flattering little frock. AND her hair is so pretty and shiny. She can just remind herself of these facts when nutball Harry/Hermione 'shippers throw rocks at her for stealing DanRad from Emma Watson. You know, fictionally speaking. Shiny hair and a cute dress can't solve all your problems, but they CAN make you feel better about some of them.

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MOHAMED AL-FAYED: Thank you for opening the Harrods summer sale for us, Mischa.

MISCHA BARTON: You're welcome! Thanks for validating my continued existence as a celebrity.

MOHAMED: No problem. You look nice today.

MISCHA: Thanks! I clean up okay, still, right?

MOHAMED: Sure. Although....there's something missing.

MISCHA: There is? What?


Hey, remember the time we Unfugged Christina Hendricks?

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She totally listened! Damn, I just love it when a plan comes together.

I think I have a style crush on Marion Cotillard. When she won the Oscar last year, I clearly remember standing in the shower the next morning, washing my hair and thinking to myself, "I REALLY liked her dress." I don't generally do that. Sure, some dresses are memorable -- Nicole Kidman's chartreuse Dior, and the yellow Vera Wang that Michelle Williams wore the year she was nominated for Brokeback Mountain stuck with me -- but usually they go in one eye and out the other, you know? But so far into her Public Enemies press tour, I am loving her wardrobe. Let's investigate, shall we?

Exhibit A:

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Pretty! Don't you want to just twirl around all up in this shit? Whoops. Sorry -- I am watching a TiVoed episode of Kathy Griffin: My Life on the D-List and the last six sentences I've written have been accidentally overrun with expletives. You should be pretty damn impressed that I managed to get them all out so far.
 
Exhibit B:
So, this is progress, right?

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Our beloved K. Cla has said lots of times that she doesn't work with a stylist, and lots of times, lots of people who LOVE HER and voted for her on Idol like a thousand times even though that was so long ago that you had to actually MAKE A PHONE CALL to do it, read that and sighed and said to themselves, "honey, you NEED one." I suspect she may have taken our advice for this particular event, or the friend she took shopping with her is skilled, because...she looks totally cute, right? This silhouette is very flattering on her. I wish her hair looked a bit more rock star, rather than prom queen, but this is sort of fun and flirty on her and OH MY GOD I'M JUST REALLY RELIEVED IT'S NOT HORRIBLE. Phew. Okay. I just had to let that out. I love Kelly and I want the best for her so every time she leaves the house and I don't have to say to myself, "Oh, KELLY, what are you WEARING?" it's a load off my mind. Now I just have to worry about the quasi-unfortunate scarf-y tube top and too-long jeans she wore to perform in (a photo I could not obtain legally, unfortunately, though you can see it here), the fact that I worry that her voice has sounded sort of raspy-er than usual lately (albeit still good) and WHAT IF SOMETHING IS WRONG I HOPE SHE'S JUST TIRED, and, also, what I myself plan to wear when I see her in concert this summer. I'm thinking tube tops for everyone!

You know, between the satin sleep shorts and the crowns of flowers and all the terrible pants/leggings/tights atrocities Whitney Port has committed over the years, it's easy to forget she's actually a tall drink of water. So presumably she decided to remind us:

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[Photo: WENN.com]

I love this on her -- it's simple and elegant and flattering, three words that I don't believe I've EVER used to describe one of her ensembles. Somewhere, her City rival Olivia Palermo is sitting at home, brushing her hair 200 times in front of her mirror, wondering how easy it is to get away with arson, or whether she can arrange for Whitney to be standing next to Spencer and Heidi at the EXACT moment of their inevitable smiting from on high.

So, Carnie Wilson here just had a baby. Like, JUST had a baby. Like on Monday. THIS Monday. Which, presumably, explains why she is out and about in a full-on, leopard print muumuu. To which I say: ROCK ON, LADY.

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[Photo: FlynetOnline.com]

I am not joking. If you can't walk around town in a leopard print muumuu three days after giving birth, WHEN CAN YOU? I think getting what is essentially a FORMAL MUUMUU for the few weeks post-childbirth is honestly totally awesome. Because it's comfortable AND it's sassy AND it's TOTALLY CRAZY in a way that is both hilarious and completely acceptable. And if some asshole is all like, "nice MUUMUU," you can be like, "I just had a baby. What have YOU done lately?" and then they'll be all, "uh....congratulations." And then you and your awesome crazy muumuu can sweep off victoriously. So a hearty congratulations to Carnie Wilson and family on their new addition and their clearly robust senses of humor. May I suggest a Hawaiian print for your next outing?
There's something awfully refreshing about an actress recycling stuff from her wardrobe, like any regular girl would -- clearly, Spencer Grammer loves this blazer, and those are her favorite black pumps because maybe they're the only ones she has that don't give her blisters, or maybe she didn't get a pedicure and everything else in her closet has an open toe, and so she took both items out on the town again two days after wearing them at an ABC Family event:

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And on the whole, I think I prefer this outfit to the too-tight, semi-unflattering shorts. Don't get me wrong: Girlfriend still probably needs a stylist. This is not Singles, and she is not Bridget Fonda, and so it doesn't matter how many hats she wears -- Matt Dillon still is not going to show up and say "gesundheit" to her in an elevator. But if you mentally remove the hat, she goes back to being a cute girl with a dress she probably got at Urban Outfitters, but which isn't warm enough or doesn't cover her bra straps entirely and so she needs to cover her shoulders with a blazer. We've probably all been that girl in some form or another, except for a) the guys reading this, or b) the people who don't shop specifically at Urban Outfitters because we don't all want to spend $68 on some random plaid thing we probably could've picked up at The Gap for $29.99. In other words: Spencer seems refreshingly normal for a girl whose dad probably could buy her the entire contents of Saks, but maybe for her birthday he should give her a personal shopper.

So in all, on her report card I'd give her good marks for improving upon her original deployment of these pieces, but I would note that Spencer is a bright girl who still needs to apply herself a bit harder.

I just love this.

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That's all. Please go about your business. I just had to tell someone.

This post is about a month overdue, and I'm not sure why we never got around to it before, but it's never really too late to sing hymns of joy to the heavens, is it? Some team of angels up there somewhere is having a bad day and is going to be all, "You know what, thanks, Fug Girls, because we were out of Philadelphia Cream Cheese and we spilled Diet Coke on our robes, and the harp broke a string, and now God's all mad because Spencer Pratt won't shut his lousy piehole for five minutes -- so, the tardiness of your praise, resulting from your inattention to detail in the last month, ended up turning this craptacular day into a fairly decent one, even if your crooned praises make our ears want to bleed a little. Here, have a Divine Twinkie, on us."

So here we go: Thanks to some new photos from a movie set, we can finally scream HALLELUJAH.

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[Photo: PacificCoastNewsOnline.com]

Nicole Kidman has gone back to having a hair color. And it's a RED color.Okay, so she might still be Botoxed to the nines, but she's not washed out nor bleached to within an inch of her scalp's life, nor do I fear I need to confine her to her bedchamber and feed her chicken soup. She looks so much better! Ladies and gentlemen, IT'S ALIVE!

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