At First When I See You Fug, Yeah, It Makes Me Smile

What is going on with Lily Allen?

If you dropped Pink into a John Hughes movie, this is what she’d look like, except probably with legwarmers. Maybe the ill-advised peroxide scrambled poor Lily’s brain. Before today I
thought the only thing Amy Winehouse had to teach me was that drugs are
bad, mmmkay, but now I’m pretty sure she’s also been silently preaching
some serious gospel about how a torrid affair with hair bleach can
often end in tears. Lily used to be so cute! Sassy! Spunky! Now it’s like she’s shuffling down to the the convalescent-home cafeteria because she refuses to miss Ambrosia Salad Monday.