Fugbrey O’Fug

Let’s look at the plus side here: SHE LEFT THE DOG OUT OF IT THIS TIME.

WOO! I’m so relieved about that, I almost don’t have the energy to care about the rest of what she’s wearing. But then I spy the headband, and the cheap-looking top with what appears to be her nipple poking through, and I realize there is still work to do. Clearly, someone needs to throw a How I Met Your Mother-style intervention — complete with banner, naturally — to explain to Aubrey why she needs to incinerate her entire wardrobe and then scatter the ashes over the nearest Wet Seal store. Maybe if they invite Barney Stinson, he can use one of his patented fireball tricks to torch the whole thing “accidentally.”