Fugger: Eve

New York Fugshion Week: Celebs of Day Seven


One more day of Fashion Week remains — and, in fact, one more show. ONE MORE SHOW, ONE SHOW MORE! By the way, you can tell how hot it was yesterday by a lot of these pictures. Many people look droopy and a lot of them look like they’re suffering from brain fever.

We luxuriated in the GLORY that is The Blonds and the crazy that is Betsey Johnson, and spied the likes of Johnny Weir, Paris Hilton (AGAIN YOU GUYS, SHE’S BACK), Kat Graham (pantsless), and Tyra (pantsed) therein.

– I talked to Kat Graham at Jeremy Scott and she was charming. We chatted a bit about Vampire Diaries, and the issues that arise when your character never gets to change her clothes due to, you know, TEMPORAL ISSUES. (In case for some reason, you’re not caught up yet. Which is something you need to do.) We had to talk about something while Nicki Minaj made us all wait FOREVER.

– We announced to a certain CW someone that we are disgusting at Rachel Zoe, and it was true: it was HOT yesterday. Also, we spoke to Fruitvale Station‘s Melonie Diaz at J Mendel. She’s very into Pinterest right now.

–And, possibly most thrillingly, I spoke to Gabriel Mann at Nanette Lepore, and he squeezed my arm and used the words “hyper-sexual manipulations,” so I think we’re engaged now. MAZEL TOV TO ME!

 

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Met Gala Fugs and Fabs: Black and White


Let’s look at all the people who wore black or white or black AND white. (Now I want a cookie.) There were A LOT of them.

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Teen Choice Awards Fug Carpet: Eve


Usually, Eve looks pretty age-appropriate, so I can’t figure out what possessed her to show up at the Teen Choice Awards — where, presumably, teens are trying to tell us what they like, because 184 million viewers of High School Musical 2 still felt ambiguous — in what amounts to cocktail pajamas:

Granted, I covet the shoes a trifle, but overall the effect is less “young vixen” than “Cougar salivating over her prey as she lasciviously licks caviar off a cracker.” Or she’s simply wearing the uniform of a long-lost martial art in which she’s a black-belt — say, the kind where she can slice off your head with a well-timed leg spin without so much as spilling her bourbon. Rrowr.

Still, I can see one advantage: The only hint of her Anklet of Legal Woes is in the bunching of the evil pants’ drawstring hem, so perhaps she thought cloaking herself in fug
would distract us from the Lessons Of Her Past. No dice, though, Eve. Also, The Lessons Of Her Past would actually make a great Lifetime movie if you added a few colons in there, like The Lessons Of Her Past: I Drink, Therefore I Can’t: The Eve Jihan Jeffers Story.

I might have to eat all those words with a side of paté, however, because here she is demonstrating the more current fashions of the day and I’m not sure it’s an improvement:

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