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Met Gala WTFs and Fines: Kim, Kanye, Kendall, and Kylie


When E! asked Kanye why he picked silvery colored contacts, his answer — in beautifully terse Kanye fashion — was only, “Vibes.” (This from a man who will never say something in one tweet when he can say it in fifteen.) Somebody remind him of that one the next time he takes an eternity to name his album.

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Fugs and Fabs: Celebs at Paris Fashion Week


It feels like EVERY week in Paris is Fashion Week. But it really is Fashion Week in Paris again. Let’s eyeball the celebs hitting the shows.

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What the Fug: Kardashians, Jenners, and Kanye at Yeezy Season 3


Fug Nation, I’m trusting you here: When I die, this is how Jessica has to memorialize me.

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Fugs and Fabs: CFDA Fashion Fund Show and Tea


You guys, I STILL have to look up who is Ashley Greene and who is Nikki Reed.

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Fugs and Fabs: Everyone Else at the Vogue 95th Anniversary Party


We saw the models; now see Rihanna and Everyone Else. Pink hair! Kanye! A confused Suki Waterhouse!

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Fugs and Fines: Givenchy at New York Fashion Week


Givenchy moved its show to New York this season (I’ve decided it’s because Kanye didn’t want to bring pregnant Kim to Paris, and his close bud Riccardo Tisci refused to do it without him). We’ll get into the clothes on the runway another time, but for now, let’s just imagine North West and her future brother East growing up to be the valedictorians of Stanford. It helps.

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VMAs Business As Usual Carpet: Kim Kardashian and Kanye West


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“YEAH, I’M IN SWEATS; I DON’T NEED TO TRY HARD. ‘CAUSE IN CASE YOU DIDN’T KNOW, I’M THE VIDEO VANGUARD – MUSIC’S POET LAUREATE WHO COULD OUT-VERSE THE BARD. SO I DON’T NEED TO DRESS UP OR TRUSS UP OR PRIMP UP. I DON’T EVEN BOTHER TO DO MY DAMN SHOES UP; THERE’S MORE KNOTS TIED ON MY WIFE AND OUR NEW PUP. BUT MY CINQUAINS ARE LYRICAL; MY PENTAMETER’S IAMBIC; MY SKULL-BONNET’S SONNETS ARE LIKE A COPPERFIELD MAGIC TRICK. SO DON’T LIKE MY CLOTHES? YOU’RE ALLOWED TO I SUPPOSE BUT BOW TO MY RHYMES.  … AND THAT WAS A HAIKU, SO BOO HOO, I POEM’D YOU. SO I WIN EVEN WHEN MY WIFE WEARS A DRESS THE COLOR OF ASPARAGUS URINE, BUT I’M NOT GOING TO RHYME ABOUT IT EVEN THOUGH MY BRAIN IS WHIRRIN’. DAMMIT I DID IT ANYWAY. EVEN MY ACCIDENTS ARE ART.

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