Fug or Fab: Sarah Paulson

I once suspected that I hated Studio 60 so much that my hatred would splash over onto anyone who was involved with it, like Sarah Paulson here. And then I caught a re-run of Friends, and I still loved Chandler, so I knew I was going to be okay. That my hate was at least in a confined area. Maybe it was even totally in the past! And then I saw this:

I hate it. But it turns out I really have a visceral reaction to her, thanks to how very very much I hated that show, and how particularly terrible I thought she was on it. (Sorry, Sarah: I loved you in Down With Love.) For example, if she was supposed to be this hilarious sketch comedy genius, why wasn’t her character funny rather than smug? WHY? WHY WAS THAT SHOW SO BAD?

Deep breath. It really did just enrage me. I guess I can add Studio 60 to the list of Things I Am Not Over Yet, which means I have no idea if my feelings of loathing for this outfit are real, or based in my own tumultuous emotions.