Do You Think I’m Fugly?

This is one of those looks that I’m going to try desperately to forget, and just when I’ve convinced myself that I’ve succeeded, it will come wailing into my brain like the visual equivalent of a fire engine, interrupting my transcendental meditation or leg waxing or whatever I’m serenely doing at the time:

Kim Stewart, you fool. I know you’re dating Tommy Lee, but that doesn’t mean you ought to wear pants last seen on Vince Neil circa 1986. Or a twee, wee leather bolero. It’s like you can’t QUITE commit to a full-on leather jacket, but you still want to look a teensy bit rock and roll.  Unfortunately, the overall effect is that you stole this from an extremely cool toddler, and it’s a miracle that you’ve managed to shove your arms through the sleeves without ripping them. Which is less rock and roll and more totally deranged.