Look how lovely My Girl grew up to be:
I imagine that Natasha Bedingfield is hissing something like, “Psst, you’re supposed to look FIERCE,” and Anna Chlumsky is like, “But I’m at Fashion Week! It’s exciting! Screw all you people and your poker faces!” It IS exciting, as was Andy Murray’s US Open tennis match yesterday, which we heard her discussing at Christian Siriano.
Over at Rebecca Taylor, Katharine McPhee was refusing interviews with everyone except Women’s Wear Daily. A pink-lipsticked Padma Lakshmi got accosted by some weirdos who wanted her to pose with their stuffed devil at Monique Lhuillier; Rose Byrne wore a terrible dress to Jill Stuart and wasn’t even the only person in the room who made that particular mistake; and we talked to another Olympian, this time sprinter Sanya Richards-Ross at Herve Leger, who was as friendly and easy-going as can be.
Oh: and there was Kris Humphries. Really.
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@onewilliamsj one of them is YIKES. - J
Grammy Awards Fug Carpet: Natasha Bedingfield
With all due respect to Natasha, without whom we would have had no theme song to The Hills, and therefore would never have known when we were supposed to be communicating with people only via wordless, meaningful glances, how is she still getting invited to stuff?
I presume it’s not because the music industry is continuing to look for ways to honor her for contributing the brutal ear-worm that accompanies a local ad for Morongo, a Southern Californian Indian casino that helpfully anagrams (not even) to “Moron, go!” which is truly what the ad is telling you, when you get right down to it. Are they perhaps forcing her go to the Grammys to ANTONE for that? Because that WOULD explain the dress.
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