Fug File: Candids

Refugged: Lily Cole


Remember these pants on Lily Cole? The ones that almost caused me to spiral into hysterical blindness, and which also made our Worst of 2012 post? THEY’RE BACK:

It really says something about a pair of pants — and their owner — when they are worn both on the red carpet and ALSO as a swim suit cover-up within the course of one short year.

It says something about ME that I like them better as the cover-up.

[Photo: Bauer-Griffin]

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American Fugdol


It’s barely 2013 and I am already tired of Nicki Minaj.

Like, have you seen the new American Idol posters? They are so bizarre. Not because Nicki is dressed like an evil nun or anything — she sort of looks like a deranged cruise director, but that seems about right — but because the lineup of Randy Jackson, Mariah, Nicki Minaj, and poor Keith Urban just looks WEIRD. Every time I see it, I feel like I accidentally got sucked into an alternate universe.  Who would have predicted that, of the original judges’ panel, RANDY would be the one who lasted the longest? Or that Mariah Carey would decide to go get a day job instead of just wandering around her giant penthouse condo feeding her fishes and working out on the Stairmaster in heels? Or that Nicki Minaj would agree to hang out with Mariah all day? Or that Keith Urban was so competitive with Blake Shelton? I worry about Keith. I think this whole set-up is going to make Keith miserable. I hope that being the meat in a Mariah/Minaj sandwich doesn’t drive Keith back to the bottle.

That being said, when I originally saw this picture over the break, it was accompanied by a headline reading, WHAT IS NICKI MINAJ WEARING? and I naturally assumed she was out in costume as an unusually sparkly dolphin or some shit. Comparatively speaking, this is practically normal! SURE, her nipples are one deep breath away from making a run for it, but she is serving some Kelly Rowland Realness with those bangs, and who doesn’t love an aggressive epaulet during the holidays? Everyone really WAS on vacation last week.

[Photo: Pac Coast News]

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Fugging Daisies


This outfit confuses me.

It’s December in London. Obviously it’s cold enough for her to wear a bearskin rug as a coat — seriously, the last time I saw that, I think Blake Carrington was stroking Krystle’s cheek through a lens of Vaseline, before they made elderly love on it in front of a fire — and yet instead of wrapping herself in it, she’s sauntering along, letting it flap around, while she wears a summer dress underneath with no tights. I feel like the outfit ITSELF, sans coat, is probably fine. But it looks so absurd in this context that I just want to send her some jeans and a sweater with a note that says, “Try this. No, really. They don’t bite.”

[Photo: Pacific Coast News]

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Fugpire Diaries


Haikus to Kat Graham:

Your roots are crazy.

Your shoulder pads? Lunacy.

Still, I cherish you.

Reincarnation

of Lisa Bonet: that’s you.

Say hi to Theo.

[Photo: Pac Coast News]

 

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Are You There, Vodka? It’s Me, Fug


Here’s Chelsea Handler at Art Basel over the weekend:

And I know is, I am DYING to know what Diane von Furstenberg behind her said about this outfit. Because she’s making the classic, “wow, I have THOUGHTS” look on her face.

My personal thoughts include: that dress would be fine if it fit. But paired with those Oxfords, she looks like she lost her own shoes in a sloshy drunken bender and had to steal a pair from the nearest dude before sneaking home. Ain’t nothing wrong with doing a Stride of Pride, but this look is way more Walk of Shame.

[Photo: Splash]

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Fug and Fug Fug Fug


I guess there’s a 93rd installment of Sister’s Name Drawn Out Of A Hat #1 and Sister’s Name Drawn Out Of A Hat #2 Do Something In A Fancy City. And Kim and Kourtney are shooting it.

Isn’t the idea to get BETTER at dressing yourself as you get older?

[Photos: Pacific Coast News]

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