Fugerina Graham

And yet she’s STILL wearing those dopey half-gloves that Paris Hilton once cherished — the ones that look like you weren’t WHOLLY committed to your paraffin wax treatment but that you also forgot to pull it off — and a piece of kryptonite on her finger. I feel like you shouldn’t be allowed to wear spiky protrusions at parties. Yes, fine, you can carry around way more cocktail weenies and tiny hamburgers stacked up on those blades, but what if someone gets jostled into her and ends up with a pierced spleen? Is being able to sell appetizers for $5 a pop when the waiters run out REALLY worth depriving someone the ability to purge their blood of unwanted elements?