Have You Fugged About the Morgans?

This totally works!

If you’re the headliner at a topless piano bar. I mean, honestly, what’s with all the props? The hat, the shiny costume trench with buttons the size of refrigerator magnets, the giant Carrie Bradshaw flower pin? Should this be the beginning of a spirited rendition of “You Can Keep Your Hat On” — during which I would love it if she could remove said hat — for, like, some kind of very important charity, then I approve. If it is, in fact, just the outfit she choose to wore to the premiere of her latest film, then I am unsure what she’s trying to tell us, other than that she has placed under some kind of nefarious spell causing her to believe she’s a nineteen year-old private dancer with a Barbie fixation.

Let’s see if it’s better without all the folderol:

Ahhhh. I feel so much better.