Fug File: Downton Abbey

Fug or Fab the Temporary (We Think) Makeover: Dan Stevens


Okay, y’all, let’s discuss Matthew Crawley.

Here he is as we all remember him: blonde hair, baby blues, slight smirk, Man Most Likely To Start Talking About Boring Modernization of Estate Management, Man Whose Career Decisions Doused The Burning Loins Of An Easily Embittered World.

And here he is now, thanks to another career decision to play a heroin dealer:

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Emmy Awards Fug Carpet: Michelle Dockery


It’s unfathomable to me that some designer over here hasn’t declared Lady Mary Crawley to be his muse, and then thrown her the kind of fabulous gowns that will make her as unforgettable on the red carpet as she is headstrong and well-eyebrowed on Downton Abbey. I know this is Louis Vuitton, and so therefore hardly some cheap old thing she rented from a costume shop, but… it might as well be, no? Somebody please guide her to people who will love her above all others. If Matthew Crawley’s broken heir-stick can be fixed, then so can this.

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Downton Fuggy


Poor Lady Sybil:

This just screams, “Season Three: Thomas and Lady Edith realize that only by working together can they achieve their most closely-held selfish and jealous dreams. They begin by sabotaging Lady Sybil (recently returned from wherever the hell she went with that boring but vaguely attractive chauffeur) in a tender spot: her wardrobe. Can Lady Sybil remain alluring when all she has to wear is mumsy, shapeless, and dishwater-colored? Will Lady Edith end up with that horrible old dude, or will the universe finally throw her a bone (pun intended)? Will Thomas finally get shoved down a well like he deserves? All that and more…ON MASTERPIECE CLASSIC.”

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Met Ball Downton Carpet: Laura Carmichael and Michelle Dockery


LADY EDITH:  Do I look okay?

LADY MARY: You look very much like you just posed for a John Singer Sargent portrait.

LADY EDITH: …and?

LADY MARY: It’s a compliment, you dolt.

LADY EDITH:  God, there’s no need to be so Method.

LADY MARY: Sorry. I’m just tired of people asking me where Matthew is. HE ISN’T REAL, PEOPLE. I mean, he IS real. But HE’S not real.

LADY EDITH: The more you talk, the more perplexed my face gets.

LADY MARY: Speaking of, your face in real life is so much nicer than the face they give you on Downton Abbey.

LADY EDITH: Um, thanks? I like your dress quite a lot.

LADY MARY: AND…?

LADY EDITH: And the gloves have got to go. WE’RE NOT ON SET.

LADY MARY: AREN’T WE? HAVE YOU SEEN YOU?

LADY EDITH: THIS ISN’T PERIOD APPROPRIATE!

LADY MARY: Oh, whatever. You look nice. I hope this season you get to marry some nice handsome young man instead of a creepy old dude with enormous teeth who can barely muster up any enthusiasm for you.

LADY EDITH: You look nice, too. I hope this season Matthew’s penis works correctly.

LADY MARY: The whole WORLD hopes that.

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BAFTAs Feh Carpet: The Ladies of Downton


I have questions. First and foremost, why isn’t Michelle Dockery at the BAFTAs? We had hoped the answer was that she was following her Letterman appearance late last week with a bunch of Fashion shows, but alas, we’ve yet to see her in the front row anywhere. Second: Why isn’t Michelle Dockery in the front row anywhere? This girl is for real now. She is, as Victoria Beckham would say, major. She’s going to be all over the place soon enough, so designers should be tripping over themselves to get her in their camp. And third: How come these other ladies aren’t rocking something unusual and fabulous? It’s not that Anna and Cora look BAD, per se, but it’s a bit samey. And Sybil! SYBIL. YOU CANNOT. And whither Edith? Seriously, Downton Fever is a thing now. Several of the early shows we saw were very Lady Mary Crawley. And since nobody’s putting Mr. Bates in any froofy Oscar de la Renta, they’d better get on Mary and these other lasses. They can’t do it alone, and by “it” I will eventually mean “the Emmys,” or in breakout star Dockery’s case, I suspect, the Met Ball. Or possibly, because it would be incredibly entertaining, one of those fake awards shows on MTV. That’s a lot of outfits. Hop to it, clothiers.

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