Fugger: Kate Winslet

Mildfug Pierce

“Hello, world. You think I’m dressing older? You think I got dowdy? Well GET A LOAD OF THIS.

“Oh, and P.S., sorry Mildred Pierce was so interminable. And that we claimed she invented chicken restaurants. And surf-and-turf. And that Melissa Leo only gave one line reading the whole time. ¬†And that the last line was, ‘Let’s get stinko.’ But admit it: After that thing was over, you WANTED to get stinko. Plus, I gave you some naked Guy Pearce. And now, I give you my breasts on a white platter. You’re welcome.”


Fugred Pierce

I don’t know what directive Kate Winslet’s stylist has been given over the last few months, but I DO know that lately she’s been looking both drabber and older than she actually is. BEHOLD.



Psst, Winslet:

Mildred Pierce is over. You don’t have to look so SEVERE any more. It’s June. GO OUT AND LIVE.


Fug or Fab: Kate Winslet

Ever since I heard tell that Kate Winslet was maybe not as cuddly and delightful as we all would like her to be — I’m sorry, I didn’t want to believe it either, but my source is quite good — I’ve been watching her face to see if her SECRET ALLEGED EVIL would OUT, and while I don’t know if I’d go that far yet, I’m pretty sure I don’t want to meet this lady in a dark alley. Am I right?

She looks a little mean in this shot. Is all I’m saying. Is it possible that she’s just crabby because her polka dots are ATTACKING?



Oscars Fug Carpet: Kate Winslet/Well-Played Carpet: Helen Mirren

Helen Mirren is one of those actresses on whom we both have a raging lady-crush, and it’s because she both owns her age and looks freaking fantastic for it. She is the Meryl Streep of England, both in terms of acting respect and overall fabulosity.

Except, of course, this is NOT Helen Mirren. This is Kate Winslet, who hopes that in twenty or thirty years we are calling her the MerylHelen MirrenStreep of the world. But tonight, I am calling her BORING. This is so blah and aging that I keep staring at the skirt, expecting to find that it’s actually trousers — worse, SLACKS, which is my least-favorite word for that particular article of clothing because it evokes support hose and panty-lines and frumpy pleats and that old “It’s Pat!” sketch from Saturday Night Live.
In fact, I think Helen Mirren OR Meryl Streep could have worn this — throw Sigourney Weaver into that mix too, actually — and we’d have said, “What a classy dame.” But Kate Winslet isn’t even thirty-five yet. So while I’m delighted she didn’t strut the red carpet in cut-out lace while arching her back like a long-lost Hilton sister, there is a lot of acreage between that and Emcee of the St. Agnes Hospital Auxiliary Board Meatloaf Buffet and Silent Auction. She is young and gorgeous and has a body I would weep with glee to inherit. Work it harder, sister.
Which brings me to ACTUAL Helen Mirren:

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BAFTAs Fug Carpet: Kate Winslet

If you were to ask me to identify the take-home lesson that validates Paris Hilton’s continued existence, my answer likely would NOT be, “Paris teaches us the value of standing with our pelvises thrust out at all times.” 
Oh, KATE. You are better than the Paris Pelvis. You are also better than a dress I wore to a winter formal in 1996. I get that you probably think it shows off a streamlined physique that no doubt you will claim is due only to running around after your kids — and you DO look fantastic, it’s true, so please put out a “Running Around After Your Kids: How To Get Calf Muscles and Lose Ten Pounds Just By Being A Mom” DVD — but the frock is just a bit Donna Martin Goes To See Fergie’s Girl-Band Wild Orchid Play The After-Dark for my taste.