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Paris Fugshion Week: Valentino Spring/Summer 2015

Half of this is gorgeous, half of it is making the costume designers at Reign cry hot jealous tears, and some of it is both at the same time.

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Fifty Shades of Fug: Rita Ora

I’ve decided that this just means Rita Ora is STEAMED that she was passed over in favor of Allison Williams for the role of Peter Pan in NBC’s live version thereof.

Rita Ora Wears All Green In Manchester

Just WAIT until you see her out with the Lost Boys.

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Fugirls: Zosia Mamet at Whiplash Screening

File this one under I Hate To Say It, But She’s Honestly Never Looked Worse:

The Cinema Society And Brooks Brothers Host A Screening Of Sony Pictures Classics' "Whiplash" - Arrivals

She doesn’t even look like herself –  actually, that’s not a bad idea. Zosia, here’s my advice: Tell everyone this wasn’t even you. There’s a blonde crackpot who vaguely resembles you, who keeps using your name to get onto red carpets, and she’s got awkward taste (at best) and she makes bad life choices and she’s obsessed with looking like septuagenarian Harriet the Spy on a polyester bender and you had absolutely nothing, nothing to do with this. DISAVOW.

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Celebs at Paris Fashion Week, Part 3

I came PERILOUSLY close to posting this with merely “WORDS’ in this bit where the text goes. Which is generally GFY Shorthand for THIS IS SO HIDEOUS I CAN’T SAY ANYTHING ABOUT IT! WORDS! WORDS! I hate to tell you, none of these are worthy of WORDS. Maybe one of them might take a “words,” but caps? Not so much.

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Paris Fugshion Week: Elie Saab Spring/Summer 2015

There’s literally no doubt that we’re going to see at least one of these, if not more, on the red carpet eventually. Let’s play Fantasy Stylist.

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Fugshion Week: Bar Refaeli in Stella McCartney

I’m having a brainwave:

Paris Fashion Week Womenswear S/S 2015: Stella McCartney - Outside Arrivals

Stella McCartney opens a chain of quick oil change places – it’s called I Want to Change Your Oil, and whomever answers the phone has to sing, to the tune of “I Want to Hold Your Hand,” the words “I want to change your oil/PLEASE LET ME CHANGE YOUR OIL” while the rest of the employees  gleefully shake their employer-mandated mop-tops or face immediate dismissal –and she outfits all the mechanics in THIS BOSS JUMPSUIT. (Seasonal specials would include the All You Need Is Love [And A New Oil Filter] promotion, the Baby You Can Drive My Car tire rotation deal, and, of course, the When I’m 64..000 Miles I Need A Tune Up tune up.) I am not kidding. My car would run so smoothly, because I would go there basically constantly. Think about it, Stella! I really feel this could be a goldmine for you. Paul might need to sign some copyright paperwork, but I’m sure you could talk him into it.

PS: Disgruntled Sideways Pony in the background: You’re my favorite.

[Photo: INF]