Well, this is something.
I had no idea it could also be a Chico’s Kind of Day… in the boudoir.
Fugger: Fabiola Beracasa
Well Played, Fabiola Beracasa?!?!
I mean, right?
I think this might be, gulp, kind of good. What has happened? Where are the ruffles, the sheer layers, the trousers that make her look like she’s kneeless and waddling? Are you listening to us, Fabiola? WHY ARE YOU LISTENING TO US? WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT? Does Courtney Love actually ever take baths? Probably not! Does Bai Ling ever put it away? Hell no! Does Mischa Barton ever buy good pants? IS THE POPE CATHOLIC? Don’t be a Peldon, Fab. Don’t ride a wave of sanity back whence you came. Because in these trying times, we need to weep with joyous confusion at your clothes. Fly the fug flag, lady. FLY IT LIKE THE WIND.
Fug file: Well Played, green, Fabiola Beracasa
Met Ball Fug Carpet: Fabiola Beracasa
Other than turning Fab into a creepy footless wonder, I don’t find this nearly as batshit as most of what La Beracasa wears.
But it’s so strange at the Met Ball to look like you just popped ’round after your day job running some rich old broad’s Upper East side estate sale.
Fug file: Awards & Galas, Met Ball, Fabiola Beracasa
Fabiofug Berafuga
Yep, just another day at the office for Fab.
If the “office” refers to the headquarters of the American Society of Ministers In The Church Of Our Sacred Translucent Bib.
Fug file: Fugs, Fabiola Beracasa
Unfug It Up: Fabiola Beracasa
Oh, Fabiola. When you try to look normal, sometimes it’s even weirder than when you just follow your gut to WTFtown. This is all Placid Housewife of Yore, mixed perhaps with a vibe of Polyester Stewardess…
… and then her feet are all, “Get on the floor, peasant, so I can step on your fingers and lash you with a thousand Twizzlers.” Which might work as a nice contrast, if the rest of this khaki outfit were not so oppressive. I’d start with a new hem. That skirt reminds me of every itchy, unflattering uniform I ever had to wear in my formative years. Like, I’m about to break out in hives for fear that someone’s going to show up and tell me to run laps before we pick teams for volleyball.
How would you fix what’s broken? Or do you think this is whole and perfect?
Fug file: Unfug It Up, Fabiola Beracasa
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Fugiola Fugafuga
It’s not even that this is as heinous as some of Fab’s past creations.
I just think it’d be such a shame if she went through with her plan to become a fifth sister-wife. For one thing, we’d miss her — methinks the compound will frown on all her sheers — and for another, and this is more important, she’s always going to be last in line for the good bathtub gin. Still, if Big Love is any indication, at least she’ll have plenty of time to sit around on rocking chairs, plotting the best way to poison somebody and doing more crafty things to her feet:
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