Go Fug Yourself: Because Fugly Is The New Pretty

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So, at least AnnaLynne "Drunkface" McCord looks totally sober here:

Which is kind of unfortunate, because that means she was of sound mind when she decided to pop over to the Twilight premiere dressed like she was on her way to work the nearest Hollywood corner for popcorn and candy money

Lisa Fugelstein

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I Don't Get It

Thanks to the antics of pioneer Kristen Bell and all her successors, we here at GFY are well-versed in the evils of stumpophrenia -- the disease that grips a starlet in its withered talons and forces them out of the house in outfits whose misguided hemlines shave inches off their perceived height. But I'm not sure what the medical term is for someone who wears clothing that, all mixed together, creates a hodge-podge of proportional nightmares. Picassomonia? Wackatosis?

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I have no idea where Lisa's natural waist is, thanks to the combo of that dress (I assume?) and the cropped wrap jacket. But I'm pretty sure it is not, as this ensemble would imply, an inch below her boobs. Add in the over-the-knee suede boots, and honey, it's just too much. She looks like an expensive hooker who likes to make collages out of art she bought at IKEA.

She also, weirdly, reminds me of Bangs on the new 90210. You know, the girl with the bob who was on drugs and got booted from the school musical and looked sweaty all the time, until she overdosed, cleaned up, and started dating the school geek whose pornographer parents paid for her to go to rehab (and yet, did it all boringly and without character development). If Lisa Edelstein busts into those ten tortourous, oft-repeated bars from "Spring Awakening" -- the bars that pretty much guaranteed I will never see that musical in my lifetime, no matter how awesome the rest of it is -- I am going to LOSE IT. Which won't solve anyone's problems, least of all Ms. Edelstein's early-stage wackatosis. I hope we've caught it in time.

Rilo Fugley

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It's been over three years since I last solo-fugged Jenny Lewis of Rilo Kiley on this site (she got nailed once more in 2007, but she was being upstaged by the zombified lunacy of Milla Jovovich's former business partner). The basic facts have not changed: I still love her music. I still fondly remember her from her youthful stint on Brooklyn Bridge. I still want to know whether "Does He Love You?", a.k.a. the "Whoops, I Slept With My Best Friend's Husband" song, is based on anything that actually happened. And I still scratch my head sometimes at what she puts on her adorable self.

It starts out fine -- odd, a bit dishwater-colored maybe, but unremarkable either way. And then...

Please understand, I stared at this photo for twenty minutes trying to figure out what the hell is happening here. It seemed like a transparent sheath over some kind of flesh-toned unitard from hell, the likes of which I'd expect to see on a Cirque du Soleil acrobat, or one of the Whos down in Whoville, maybe. I gazed and I frowned and waxcrangled and blowned. And finally, RIGHT as I was about to type a lengthy bewailing of the noxious bodystocking, my eyes clicked into gear and I realized the illusion of a crotch under there actually comes from those lacy details that are sewn up the middle of the dress. So, on the pro side, Jenny Lewis is unlikely to hoist herself up by the seat of her pants and take leave of this place through a hole in the sky without leaving a trace, a la The Lorax, but on the con side, her moneymaker appears to be barfing ruffles. In all, still a tragedy, I think.

Fug Lovers

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I don't know if any of you have signed up for Gwyneth Paltrow's new lifestyle newsletters on her hideously named Web site, GOOP, but they are hilarious in ways that I do not think she intended them to be. They're all basically about how she is pretty sure she's really interesting and has a lot to teach -- Martha Stewart crossed with Oprah's Favorite Things, multiplied by that random friend you have who won't let you finish your stories before she tries to interrupt and one-up you with her more profound experiences. They come out every week, and tell us all about how to "nourish what is real" by eating non-dairy buckweat pancakes, staying slim (summary: do not eat anything white), clothing ourselves (save money by wearing your $1200 Louboutin shoes with a Topshop dress!), and buying "off the beaten track" kitchen stuff from... Williams-Sonoma.

The one about her wardrobe was the best, because it came with all these catalogue-style photographs of her wearing certain things and trying to do her best commercial poses, but usually it just looks like Gwynnie No. 1 is staring serenely down at Gwynnie No. 2, and pitying her slightly because No. 1 is wearing a YSL belt and tragique No. 2 is not. And yet, I ask you: Would you take wardrobe advice from a person who thought this looked good?

About the only tips I'd take from a person in this dress would be for quick stain-removal. Now if you'll excuse me, staring at her collarbone is making me want to go make a giant sandwich out of everything white that's in my kitchen.

Fug or Fab: Eva Green

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Eva Green is one of those people who seems so interesting and dramatic and exotic that she can get away with wearing things that, say, Jessica Simpson could not. Like this:

On one hand, I am pretty sure the Endora wore this on Bewitched at least once. On the other hand, I LOVE Endora. She's so sarcastic, and also has such interesting caftans. But if you're not Agnes Moorehead, this kind of thing can be hard to pull off. Even for Eva Green.

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Oh, Spencer Grammer. I love Greek. I like you. I like you on Greek. I can not wait until the next season starts so we can find out if you ever get the nads to actually destroy that bitch Frannie once and for all! But what I do not like are these shorts:

They are very short. And the they are very ruffled. And sometimes, when Very Short shorts and Very Ruffled shorts love each other very much, they make a baby. And that baby is named These Short Ruffled Shorts Awkwardly Resemble A Skirt That's Being Eaten By Your Crotch. And girl, you are SO MUCH BETTER THAN THAT.

Keeping Fug With The Kardashians

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KOURTNEY: I can't believe you did this.

KIM: I KNOW, don't I look super hot in my matching shirt?

KOURTNEY: I TOLD you I was going to wear the short version of Rihanna's freaky caftan and you SWORE you were okay with that.

KIM: I was okay with it! I am! Because my green variation of it totally upstages yours, what with the giant sleeves and the cleavage, so I had to wear it. I win. What UP, sibling rivalry!

KOURTNEY: You totally lose, though.

KIM: No way, I win every time. I mean, I'm the one who was famous first.

KOURTNEY: You so do NOT win in that thing. Nobody who wears a shirt that's also part-poncho is a winner.

KIM: It's so sweet how jealous you are.

KOURTNEY: HA HA HA. Oh, that's the only amusing thing you've ever said. Now, scamper off and go back to making turquoise jewelry, or holding seances, or eating cheesecake in the kitchen with your two roommates, or whatever it is you do.

KIM: Wave my boobs in my hot NFL-player boyfriend's face until the tabloids ask me when he's proposing. That's what I do. And it's a full-time job.

KOURTNEY: Well, it's nice to know you finally have one.

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Fug, Inc.

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Hilary Duff and I have been through a lot together. There was the time I saw her making out with Aaron Carter at a local bowling alley about six years ago, the subsequent and inexplicable fight over him with Lindsay Lohan, her excessive necklaces phase, the whole thing where she pretended she didn't have a neck at all, and of course that time she got the really obvious veneers and her lips couldn't close around them for a while and we all thought they were going to come for us in our sleep. Then finally, Hilary came out the other end with fairly normal hair and a healthy body weight, and I thought maybe the worst was behind us. But alas, I feel like even Hilary Duff herself can't explain this, nor does she seem interested in trying.

Judging by the way she's standing, maybe it's a very elaborate system of lumbar support. But I suspect it's just a strange decision. Her whole face is like, "I know. No, really. There is nothing you can say that I haven't already scribbled in my diary in red pen. I KNOW." In a way, though, it's very apt -- she's at a farewell party for TRL, and what better way to bid that crackfest a fond farewell than by making me stare at her for fifteen minutes trying to figure out if she's drunk?

I almost wonder if she's decided to pick up that feud with Lindsay again. They're sporting similar hair these days, and neither of them seem overly fond of lipstick that doesn't make them look frost-bitten. And this outfit feels like what you'd wear if you decided you had a pants allergy and your sensible mother burned your last pair of leggings, so you broke into Mood and stole a few yards of organza. Ergo, maybe Hilary will come out with a line of pointless sheer sheaths -- Witchy Stuff By Hilary Duff, or something -- that they can sell at Kitson for $300 next to all of Lindsay's dishevelled leggings, thus requiring some sort of retail cage-match to settle things once and for all.

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The Fug Guru

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I've been chewing on this for a while -- along with other incredibly important matters such as the economy, and my dental health, and why I have so many damn crickets getting into my house -- and I've finally decided to take a stance: I reject Jessica Alba's bangs.

[Photo: INFDaily.com]

Don't you think they're too heavy and too long for her features? I'd never have pegged her for the type who'd allow herself to be dominated, yet here she is, ceding a third of her head to an aggressive hair curtain. You can barely see her face. Of course, it also doesn't help that she appears to be wearing an ornate Best In Show medallion from a Tudor-era competition between handmaidens, to see who can polish the King's jousting stick to the most blinding shine. It's like EVERYTHING is fighting with her for attention.

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Fugsic Fugstinct

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SHARON STONE: MELISSA GEORGE!

MELISSA GEORGE: Sharon Stone?

SHARON: Who else would I be?

MELISSA: Uh. No one. Just you! You're clearly yourself! That's a well-cut suit! I have to go now!

SHARON: Tell me who you thought I was, Little Miss Heidi Braids, before I decide to wear you as a hat.

MELISSA: That might be an improv -- I mean, never mind! What do you think of my dress?

SHARON: It's fine. I had a crayon that color once. Name names, kitten.

MELISSA: It's your hair, Sharon. There's something about it that...reminds me of Cojo. I'M SORRY. But he's LOVELY.

SHARON: Oh, is that all? That's totally what I was going for. TIME FOR THE BAR!

MELISSA: Always.

Well Played, Elizabeth Banks

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I loved this dress when Mischa Barton wore it in different colors -- many moons ago, before she and her headbands and her unflattering tights recently conspired to chew up my heart, spit it out, and then pick their teeth with my aorta -- and I still rather like it here:

I'm a big fan of grey, although I wish Elizabeth would've resisted the urge to shove her hands in her pockets -- it sort of looks like she's smiling to create the illusion that everything's fine, while secretly rooting around for her pepper spray.

Actually, though... is it just me, or does she look kind of strange in this photo? And no, I am not saying there is anything wrong with her DNA. Obviously, Elizabeth Banks is gorgeous (and boy, is she ever not afraid to tell you that in interviews). But something about the coif and the way she's smiling kind of reminds me of.... okay, bear with me: Picture the end of Back to the Future, when Marty wakes up in 1985 again and -- SPOILER -- his whole family has changed for the better, and Lea Thompson comes swanning in after playing tennis in khaki pants and never breaking a sweat, and her Fortysomething Lady makeup makes her face look kind of plasticky and stiff, and her hairdo is all teased up at the top but flat to her head until it flips out again at the bottom, making her forehead look huge? That's where my mind goes when I look at Elizabeth in this picture. [I wanted to get a screen grab of Hygienic And Healthy-Livered Adult Lorraine, but of course, today is the only day in the history of DirecTV that nobody is showing that movie.] Somehow, Elizabeth's face just looks like a slightly altered version of itself. This of course has NOTHING to do with the clothes, and everything to do with the fact that I keep hoping Michael J. Fox found his way to 1985 again, and is currently doing something that will end in Crispin Glover and the dude who played Biff suddenly appearing in this photo.

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Well Played: Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen

Can we take a sec to talk about the Olsens?

Sure, M-K's boots are totally wack and that MIGHT be a poncho she's belted, and (despite my passionate love for vintage and vintage-y coats) I'm not entirely sure about Ashley's outerwear, but let's have some perspective. Remember this? Or this? Or OMG -- this? I'd say they're looking kind of awesome, in comparison. Awesome and healthy and happy. Sure, they're never going to wear Loubs that don't look maybe half a size too big, but let's be honest. It's...well, it's downright refreshing. They look pretty and interesting and...YES. YES. I KIND OF WANT TO READ THEIR BOOK. There. You got it out of me. Are you happy now? Are you?!

Fug the Cover: Mariah Carey

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Is it me, or does Mariah look a bit....tired here? Sure, the holidays are stressful, but I can't imagine Mimi lacks the wherewithal, in real life, to smack on some BeneTint. Sure, sure -- we're all glad to see her freshfaced, but isn't there a bit more acreage between "freshfaced and relaxed" and "somewhat worn out?" On the other hand, I kind of need to read that easy cookies recipe. If her holiday look is "somewhat knackered," I think mine may work out to be, "slightly bloated." Thanks, carbs!

NYFug.com: Jen, Brangelina, and the Ten Worst Celebrity Breakups

I've always said that it would be terrible to be a celebrity going through a break-up. Because when you shuffle to the market for ice cream and booze and you're standing there in the check-out line with dirty hair, and you look over at the tabs, YOU'RE ON THEM. Or -- even worse -- your EX is on them, and he's frolicking on the beach with that scrawny, underage bimbo he left you for. It would be enough to make you turn around and get another gallon of rum. Hence, this week's column on the Ten Worst Celebrity Break-Ups:

"4. Ben Affleck and Jennifer Lopez: Remember the heyday of Bennifer 1.0, when a faux-tanned Ben made bum-massaging cameos in J.Lo's videos? And she went on Dateline to gush about how she loves to make Ben Shake and Bake chicken? And then the Enquirer claimed Affleck cheated with a bunch of Canadian strippers, the wedding was "postponed" at the last minute, and next thing you know, they were kaput? That was fun. Although probably not for them."

Go forth, read the rest, and add to the list in the comments, if you want -- someone has already pointed out that Alec Baldwin and Kim Basinger was pretty bad, which is true. In our defense, we forgot Kim Basinger existed.

Tinsley Fugortimer

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If you say so, Tinz:

If you want to revisit the 80s THIS badly, who am I to stand in your way? Go forth and watch The Cosby Show in your Where's The Beef? tee shirt, while playing with your Rubik's cube and wondering if your Cabbage Patch Kid and your Monchichi are plotting against you, if you want. You're already halfway there in this, considering that I literally owned this dress in a very small size, way back in 1984, and I often put it on my Barbie. I can't stop you. And, actually, that sounds kind of fun, so I'll be over at 8. I'll bring my Snoopy SnoCone machine!

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Keeping Fug With The Kardashians

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Fug, Inc.

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The Fug Guru

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Fugsic Fugstinct

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Well Played: Mary-Kate and Ashley Olsen

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