Fugger: Lea Michele
There’s a lot about this that I really like:
The No Makeup makeup, which I always love on a teen-oriented magazine, the vow that big hair is back (you know I love big hair), the dreamy retro filter that makes her look like she’s just fallen out of a box of photographs someone once kept at the top of their guest closet, the white eyelet top. I have a white eyelet thing. I once bought a white eyelet Marc Jacobs shift dress at the Barney’s Warehouse sale and I still think of that dress sometimes, even though I never wore it and I ended up selling it on eBay because it made me look like a giant envelope.
But I just want to know what’s wrong with her hands and why she’s about to eat that weed. I know you’re a vegetarian, Lea! I saw you on Top Chef. But maybe try an avocado instead! (Actually, the day Teen Vogue runs a cover with an actress biting into an avocado like an apple is the day I send the Avocado Lobby forty bucks in cash.)
This happened a couple of days ago and I just managed to track it down! I’m glad I did, because it’s all festive and whatnot:
Don’t you think that Emily is totally going to pop up on Revenge wearing this at some point? Eventually, they’ll get to some misguided Christmas episode and she’ll be wearing this whilst angrily mainlining a giant, booze-filled tumbler o’ nog. I know that doesn’t sound like a compliment. But I promise you, it is. Pop your collars, everyone, because I think this is cute.
I have to think Lea Michele would’ve wished for something better than this:
It’s her big Life After Cory interview, and she looks, to be blunt, totally freaky. It’s like she’s wearing ten extremely expensive chastity chains– placed right next to a red-tinged cover line about SEXUAL AWAKENING — and then a demi-trench whose belt is flapping around and confusing things. Her hair looks greasy and stiff, like she styled with butter, the eyeliner is as if she’s been on a massive bender and hasn’t removed last Friday’s makeup yet, she looks aggressive and kind of angry rather than sultry and alluring, and worst yet, NONE of this flatters her face at ALL. She is SO MUCH cuter than this. Rather than reassuring me she’s doing well and finally revitalized after that hellacious loss, it makes me nervous that she’s about to go crackballs. NOBODY WANTS CRACKBALLS.
Lea went out to lunch with Jane Lynch and Matthew Morrison the other day…
… and I love it. If I had the gams, I’d wear that skirt all the time. I especially love that it’s got a black lining, which ties in a dark top more easily and yet also subtly. I’m not going to nab her on NAB because it’s just a lunch date, and sometimes bracelets get in the way when you’re trying to snatch at the bread basket like a heathen; the lipstick makes her look cold, though, and I would maybe like to see her grow the bangs into something softer, but let’s not nitpick on this fine football Saturday on which my team does not play and therefore cannot break my heart. Let us just bask in the icy-hued glow of her skirt’s cuteness and raise a beer bottle to NCAA bye weeks.
[Photo: Pacific Coast News]