Fugger: Alicia Keys

Fugs, Fabs, and WTF: The ARIA Awards Red Carpet


Every year I have to look up what the ARIA Awards actually are, and every year I say the same thing to myself: “Oh, RIGHT! The Australian Grammys! Sort of. Right?” So, as is now tradition, Australian readers, please correct me if I’m wrong about that — or about any Aussie Celeb Facts I screw up in the course of this post.

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New York Fugshion Week: Celebs of Day 2


Okay, and some celebs from Day 1. Bear with us; we’re East Coast this week and so some pictures come in after we’ve taken to our beds.

Anyway, we had a pretty great day:

– It started with a surprisingly good Project Runway finale, at which Alyssa Milano wore the abovepictured WTF. The article (and the slideshow, but only in the VERY LAST slide, so you can avoid if you want) contains mild spoilers in the form of the guest judge’s identity, descriptions of some of the eight collections, and guesses about who the finalists are, but no concrete information about that because we don’t know it. Consider yourselves warned anyway, just in case.

– We also hit up Nautica, which was full of shirtless and/or short-shorted (or both) male models, and most importantly, we talked to Dadshaw from The Carrie Diaries about what it’s like watching your TV daughter and knowing she grew up to get dumped by Post-It. There is probably something nerdy about the fact that we bypassed Colin Egglesfield and Josh Henderson to talk to Dadshaw, but I own that, and I love him now, so there.

– We ALSO saw darling of Fug Madness Zosia Mamet at Rebecca Minkoff (where Nicky Hilton was a total pill), where Janelle f’ing Monae performed live during the show and KILLED IT in impressive high-energy fashion.

– Finally, we’re pretty sure Bella Thorne thinks we’re totally stupid after we talked to her about Britney at Nicole Miller.

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Fuglicia Keys


I really wish this were Anne Hathaway, and we could still write parody Les Miserables lyrics.

Because I would cut right to the climax to sing, loudly, “Now I must fug Alicia KEEEEEEYS / Heed, please, the eye of this beholder //’Cause there are PANTS that cannot BEEEEEEEE // and there are wangs we should not polterrrrrrrr.”

Aha, but I didn’t let life kill the fug I dreamed. I just did it anyway. I bet Fantine wishes she’d thought of that.

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The Met Gala: Fugs, Fines, Fabs and Fehs of the rest


Also known as: we’re wrapping up Met Gala coverage, finally. Also known as: cleaning out my lightbox. Also known as: here’s a bunch of people I couldn’t figure out how to group together in a thoughtful way, so I’m just going to pile them on you haphazardly ENJOY!!!! (Actually, a lot of these are secretly great.)

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Fugs and Fabs: Assorted Super Bowl Events


It is REALLY hard to keep tabs on all the people who were partying in New Orleans this weekend. This is the best assortment I could muster, but if I missed anything egregious, please do post a link in the comments. No Crazy Stones must be left unturned.

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Fugs and Fabs: France’s NRJ Music Awards


This ensemble is a shining example of somebody taking all their assets and just… doing it wrong.

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