VMAs Fug Carpet: Solange Knowles

So it appears the Solange Knowles Reign of TERROR continues:

What has she got on under there, I ask you? IT COULD BE ANYTHING. You know my theory that, as the Lesser Knowles, Solange is a loose cannon — obsessed with stealing the spotlight from Beyonce — and not to be trusted. This coat/dress/coatdress could be concealing any number of lethal weapons. A blowgun full of wee poison arrows just longing to bury their tip in Beyonce’s tender arteries, for instance. Several vials of iocane powder to be slipped into Beyonce’s latte as the occasion warrants. Maybe even the errant accent that you know she’s just plotting to add to the “e” at the end of HER name. And where will we be when that happens, I ask you? (Emotionally, I mean. Physically, I hope to be in Hawaii.) WHERE?