Fugger: Maggie Grace

Fugs and Fabs: A Variety of Events from the Tribeca Film Festival

So much to discuss, not the least of which are Katie Holmes’s new bangs. (Can we also talk about this rumor that Tom Cruise is dating Laura Prepon? Scientologist matchmakers at work!)

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Fugs and Fabs: The LOST PaleyFest Panel

You will be relieved to hear — at least, I was — that Paul Scheer, who moderated this panel, asked that the audience refrain from asking any questions about the currently missing Malaysian plane, as you know everyone was thinking about it. You’ll also be relieved that Josh Holloway is still dreamy and Yunjin Kim did not forget a bracelet

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Golden Globes Fugs and Fabs: Black Gowns

I came away from the Globes thinking about all the pops of color, but it turns out there was a lot of Voldemort’s favorite there also.

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New York Fugshion Week: Celebs of Day 3

Oooh, we have some good stuff for you today, my pretties. And some of that stuff involves prettiness.

Nicki Minaj showed up at Herve Leger with two totally OVER THE TOP bodyguards, who seemed really to rumble with any wayward fashionista who crossed their path. One of them looked slightly like The Rock, and as ridiculous as the entire thing was, I’d like to just put it out to the universe that I would totally watch a remake of The Bodyguard starring Nicki Minaj and The Rock.

– We sat right behind Fug Fave Zosia Mamet at Rebecca Taylor and she was really charming. Also, I am completely photobombing her in this photo, and I did it on purpose, yes.

– You know who’s hot? Nigel Barker. So smooth. So suave. So handsome.

We chatted with Selma Blair at Christian Siriano, and learned many things, including that her son has a beloved Marc Jacobs doll, which is very cute indeed.

Ashley from Revenge was at Monique Lhuiller, and we did NOT as her why her character was the worst PR person in the universe. LOADS of other people were there, too, including Maggie Grace, to whom we spoke at length about SWORDS.


Fugs and Fabs: The Coach party

Man, it was the Fughara Desert out there for a while, and now EVERYONE is coming out to play. Bless you, Hollywood. I never thought I’d say this, but HAVE MORE PARTIES.

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Again, I continue to be distracted by all the posters. “ROB YOU ARE MY LIFE NOW” is … full of feeling. It’s the “now” that gets me. I want to know what made that person decide, “Okay, screw it; before he was just a hobby, but NOW he is my life. IT’S TIME.”

Maggie Grace seems similarly bored with the actual fashion proceedings, and I don’t blame her. Being in a Twilight movie, and at the premiere, as anyone other than The Big Three — okay, The Big Three plus the other Cullens — must be an exercise in humility. Because, through no fault of your own, NOBODY is there to see you. But Maggie, we see you. And we wish you, as a lovely lady with lots to offer besides an ability to have Liam Neeson rescue you from certain doom, had chosen something else. The pink lipstick is entirely too perky for a dress in that hue, and as much as I have established today and forever that I love that color… oy. The front is like a BeDazzled sneeze, and the skirt is trying to direct traffic up your birth canal — which in addition to being logistically challenging, would be a most unwelcome surprise for you. That is not where one invites a traffic jam. Nor traffic, nor, traditionally, jam. Just to be clear.

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