Fugger: Eliza Doolittle

Fugs and Fabs: Celebs at London Fashion Week


Let’s put a bow on this sucker and move on to Milan.

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Eliza Fuglittle


I am about to say something I have literally never said prior to this moment, in my entire life:

Maybe Eliza Doolittle should have just gone ahead and worn the catsuit version.

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Fugs and Fabs: People at London Fashion Week


Milan has already started and we’re still trying to catch up with what’s in our lightboxes from London (of which this is, happily, the last). How do the editors DO IT? Anyway, here is a sampling of who attended: some Sienna Miller, some Anna Kendrick, and a little Paloma Faith to renew your belief in gleeful wackitude. As if it ever died.

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Eliza Fuglittle


Dear strenuously quirky UK recording artist Eliza Doolittle:

You never, ever want to wear a satin jumpsuit that can be described as, “Kind of like that Elizabeth Hurley safety-pin dress, only uglier and less tasteful.”

Sincerely,

Heather

P.S. Please never again make me wonder if “buttock wrangler” is an actual position on your managerial team.

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Fugs, Fabs, and Fines: The British Fashion Council Cocktail Party


There were some interesting pants decisions — pancisions? — made at this event.

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Freaky Fug Friday: Eliza Doolittle


We’ve been ignoring British singer Eliza Doolittle because…I don’t know. A long-held prejudice against people who adopt a stage name that’s already the name of a very famous fictional character? Like, that way madness lies. Although clearly madness is already HERE:

That…has a lot going on. Not the least of which being the fact that it’s a size too small. Although now that I’ve looked up Ms Doolittle (ugh) on Noted Factorium Wikipedia and discovered that her mother is Frances Ruffelle, who won a Tony for playing Eponine in Les Miserables and is therefore the Eponine on my own recording of Les Mis and is THEREFORE a woman with whom I have violently sung along for A MILLION YEARS, I am more charitably disposed toward her. BUT WILL YOU BE?

THE SITUATION:  I just told you.  This is at an event called “Britain Creates 2012: Fashion & Art Collusion” which sounds like something I would have titled one of my old Lit papers: it sounds good but doesn’t really MEAN anything much.

THE TASK: Please write a haiku about this unfortunate yet tropic ensemble using, at some point, the phrase “My Fair Lady.” For obvious reasons.

THE RULES: All entries must be posted in the comments of this post by 9 p.m. Pacific time on Sunday.

THE PRIZE:  We are thrilled to be giving away THREE copies of the new book by Pamela Ribon — who you may know as Pamie, and who we have known since all three of us were recappers over at Television Without Pity. Ah, memories! It’s called You Take It From Here. And the back of the book says:

“On the heels of a divorce, all Danielle Meyers wants is her annual vacation with sassy, life-long best friend, Smidge—complete with umbrella cocktails by an infinity pool—but instead she’s hit with the curveball of a lifetime. Smidge takes Danielle to the middle of nowhere to reveal a diagnosis of terminal cancer, followed by an unusual request: “After I’m gone, I want you to finish the job. Marry my husband. Raise my daughter. I’m gonna teach you to how to be Smidge 2.0.”

As Danielle wrestles with this major life decision, she finds herself torn between being true to her best friend’s wishes and being honest with herself. Parenting issues aside, Smidge’s small-town Louisiana world is exactly the one Danielle made sure to escape. Danielle isn’t one for playing the social butterfly, or being the center of attention. And when your best friend tries to set you up on a date night with her husband, it might be time to become the bossy one for a change.

In the spirit of Beaches and Steel Magnolias, You Take It from Here is an honest, hilarious, and heartbreaking novel that ultimately asks: How much should we sacrifice for the ones we love the most?”

I can’t wait to read it — in fact, I just went to pre-order it for my Kindle and Amazon told me I had already ordered it, I want to read it that much — and I know you guys are going to love it. So get out there and haiku yourself a copy!

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