Teen Choice Awards Fug Carpet: Kristen Bell

Somehow, in all the Teen Choice hoo-ha that makes us feel increasingly like ancient old biddies every year, we forgot to talk about Kristen Bell. 

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Clearly, if neither of us seized a chance to tear into this outfit on the first or second day it was in the offing, we are experiencing a heightened sense of Jumpsuit Fatigue. Symptoms include staring absently at the computer screen, coming up with lame excuses for procrastination that include, “Oh, I haven’t been to MenWhoLookLikeKennyRogers.com in about four years — I wonder if men still look like Kenny Rogers now that Kenny Rogers doesn’t even look like Kenny Rogers,” an otherwise inexplicable willingness to watch Deal Or No Deal reruns on the Game Show Network, and migraines. If you or someone you love is experiencing Jumpsuit Fatigue, talk to your doctor about how you can learn to live with this untreatable condition. And then send Kristen Bell a letter explaining that she has sent you down a rabbit hole, and that you are furious that dude didn’t take the deal two suitcases ago, because COME ON, I don’t care what the girl holding #23 said, she has NO IDEA whether she’s holding $250,000 and if you want to bet your student-loan payment schedule on her hunch just because she’s got really white teeth then that’s your cross to bear, pal.

Ahem. That is all.