Fugger: Kate Hudson
from this particular collection), things start to look the same. Lucky, for most of these women, the status quo is pretty great. But for at least one former model, if I may be blunt, shit got real in the battle between satin and mankind.
Well, at the very least, I enjoy Larry David’s piercing eye popping out behind her:
But while I realize that I’m putting this up to a vote, I have to admit that having slept on this — I saw it first last night, when the photos started rolling in – I am feeling way less charitable about it than I did twelve hours ago. I mean, it fits. And I like sleeves on a dress. But saying, “it fits!” as a selling point for an outfit is kind of like when your friend is dating someone terrible and she notes that he’s awesome because he hardly ever stands her up! It’s the bare minimum of acceptable. And the more I look at her, the more she looks she’s wearing a quilted photo album. Nice for your photos of camp, but maybe not for wearing.
What do you think?
[Photos: WENN, Getty]
And so my mercurial relationship with Stella McCartney continues.
Well, it’s not ENTIRELY mercurial. It’s more… lots of lows, interrupted by occasional confusing highs like this. I think Kate looks spectacular in it. In fact, maybe it’s Stella attempting to rectify that horrid rodeo-glam gown she had Kate wear to the Oscars. I think she has a few more years and tens of gowns to go before that debt is paid, but at least this is a step toward balancing the karmic books.