Amerifugcan Idol

So, every season I tell myself, “I am totally not watching Idol this year,” and then every single season eventually sees me on the phone with my parents being all, “I would NEVER vote for [whoever]. I HATE HIS FACE,” and then we talk about who we can’t stand the most, before covering who we think is going to win Survivor and also The Amazing Race, and then about how my mother can’t watch Dancing With the Stars anymore because, while she liked Helio, she thinks Mel B got robbed and she’s never gotten over it.  It’s a good time all around. Especially because every single season I get to rediscover the singular delights of one Miss Paula Abdul.  I’m not kidding, every time I saw her in this outfit from last night, I burst out laughing. Not derisively, either. I mean, a little bit. But MOSTLY with actual DELIGHT:

Is this a sartorial homage to the time Fabio got hit in the head with a seagull? Let’s take a closer look: