Fugger: Whitney Port

The Fugills


Let’s get something straight:

Despite the mega-pricy bag and the proper shoes, you, Whitney Port, are LITERALLY JUST WEARING YOUR PAJAMAS. Why don’t you just wear some Adidas shower shoes and BE DONE WITH IT?

[Photo: Pacific Coast News]

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Us Weekly’s Hot Fuglywood Party


So apparently, as the world girded its loins for — and then eventually spent five hours or so watching — the royal wedding, it seems life did not screech to a halt for everyone. In fact, Us Weekly threw a party. I know, I know, it feels like every week they throw some kind of You Are Young (By Which We Mean 12 to 56 Years Old) So Put On Some Party Pants And Get Funky shindig. And maybe that’s why we missed this one entirely. Like, COMPLETELY missed it. What were we doing? Oh, wait: Making slideshows about Princes William and Harry. And then covering the Met Ball. But still. I stumbled on the pictures totally by accident on Thursday night and thought  maybe I had been taking crazy pills. Far be it from me to DENY you these, though, especially with such luminaries as Jessica Simpson and Hayden Pantywaist and Jessica Szohr involved. On the latter front, can I just applaud La Szohr for her ingenuity? Every time I think that her hair could not possibly get any worse, she goes and proves me wrong. That takes thought.

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Fug or Fab: Whitney Port


I have long thought, and continue to think, that Whitney Port is really quite beautiful (she also looks like my sister, to me, and therefore I have fond feelings toward her just based on that alone):

But I’m pretty sure this is cracked out. I mean, if you are coming home from Studio 54 and it turns out that the streets of the city have unexpectedly flooded — much as in the episode of Passions wherein a tsunami hits the town of Harmony and one of the characters ended up forced to surf home. On a coffin. I believe, perhaps, on her OWN coffin. DEFINITELY the coffin of someone she knew — then it’s a very stylish way to avoid getting your hem drenched. If not, though…I’m not so sure I buy it.

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Unfug It Up: Whitney Port


I was going to put this up to a vote, and then I realized that I couldn’t even pretend to partially endorse it. She doesn’t seem that thrilled, either. Although she does seem tan:

The truth of the matter is that I do think there is SOME germ of delightfulness buried deep within this. I like the color. I like the metallic sheen. I like the fact that if you suddenly found yourself confronted with your life-long nemesis at a party to which you wore this, you would not look out of place if you felt the need to wrestle with her in a lily pond or — less dramatically — throw your drink in her face. But I think it needs help. And I’d start with the shoes and work my way up to the sleeves. What would you do?

[Photos:  PacificCoastNewsOnline.com]

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Summer (okay, fine, autumn) Fuggin’: Bathing Suit Edition


I know everyone has ’60s fever and all, but maybe we all need to pop a few ibuprofen and wait for it to settle, because Shenae Grimes looks less like Man Men Goes To Hollywood than a bad underwear ad.

[Photos: FlynetOnline.com]

It reminds me of when SCDP was dealing with the company that makes bikinis, but wanted to appeal to the more prudish customer. I can just picture Peggy Olson now, trying to pitch a redeeming quality about this suit: “Nothing gets between me and my grandmother’s panty drawer.” Although, I’m pretty sure a tech-savvy grandmother out there is sitting down to her laptop and composing an e-mail to me explaining that implying she would wear blocky, chunky panties is an insult to her thriving sensuality. So that leaves Shenae alone with her disco tube top and a pair of unflattering bottoms that couldn’t even beguile a drunken sailor who’s been in a pirate prison for ten years. She deserves better.
On the opposite end of the nude spectrum is Whitney Port:

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Fug or Fab: Whitney Port


I have to say, I think I’m leaning toward the “Fab” on this one:

But I also have the tendency to be drawn to outfits that appear to be made out of loud bathroom wallpaper, so…..

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