Fugger: Margarita Levieva

Fugs and Fabs: Opening Night at the Metropolitan Opera

And now we have to play catch-up on everything that happened while we were wringing out our Emmy lightboxes. First up is this gala, which was FULL of dramatic gowns. When it’s time to go big, Diane Kruger rarely disappoints.

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New York Fugshion Week: Celebs of Day Seven

One more day of Fashion Week remains — and, in fact, one more show. ONE MORE SHOW, ONE SHOW MORE! By the way, you can tell how hot it was yesterday by a lot of these pictures. Many people look droopy and a lot of them look like they’re suffering from brain fever.

We luxuriated in the GLORY that is The Blonds and the crazy that is Betsey Johnson, and spied the likes of Johnny Weir, Paris Hilton (AGAIN YOU GUYS, SHE’S BACK), Kat Graham (pantsless), and Tyra (pantsed) therein.

– I talked to Kat Graham at Jeremy Scott and she was charming. We chatted a bit about Vampire Diaries, and the issues that arise when your character never gets to change her clothes due to, you know, TEMPORAL ISSUES. (In case for some reason, you’re not caught up yet. Which is something you need to do.) We had to talk about something while Nicki Minaj made us all wait FOREVER.

– We announced to a certain CW someone that we are disgusting at Rachel Zoe, and it was true: it was HOT yesterday. Also, we spoke to Fruitvale Station‘s Melonie Diaz at J Mendel. She’s very into Pinterest right now.

–And, possibly most thrillingly, I spoke to Gabriel Mann at Nanette Lepore, and he squeezed my arm and used the words “hyper-sexual manipulations,” so I think we’re engaged now. MAZEL TOV TO ME!



New York Fugshion Week: Celebs of Day 2

Okay, and some celebs from Day 1. Bear with us; we’re East Coast this week and so some pictures come in after we’ve taken to our beds.

Anyway, we had a pretty great day:

– It started with a surprisingly good Project Runway finale, at which Alyssa Milano wore the abovepictured WTF. The article (and the slideshow, but only in the VERY LAST slide, so you can avoid if you want) contains mild spoilers in the form of the guest judge’s identity, descriptions of some of the eight collections, and guesses about who the finalists are, but no concrete information about that because we don’t know it. Consider yourselves warned anyway, just in case.

– We also hit up Nautica, which was full of shirtless and/or short-shorted (or both) male models, and most importantly, we talked to Dadshaw from The Carrie Diaries about what it’s like watching your TV daughter and knowing she grew up to get dumped by Post-It. There is probably something nerdy about the fact that we bypassed Colin Egglesfield and Josh Henderson to talk to Dadshaw, but I own that, and I love him now, so there.

– We ALSO saw darling of Fug Madness Zosia Mamet at Rebecca Minkoff (where Nicky Hilton was a total pill), where Janelle f’ing Monae performed live during the show and KILLED IT in impressive high-energy fashion.

– Finally, we’re pretty sure Bella Thorne thinks we’re totally stupid after we talked to her about Britney at Nicole Miller.



Margarita Leveiva must be bummed out that she got whacked from Revenge before Justin Hartley got cast on it, because he is hot and charming (and the person from Passions, or anything really, that we most want to see back on TV playing a charming rogue)(although Precious the orangutan is on that list as well)(and poor Julian, who had to endure an accidental castration and then his drunk surgeon girlfriend sewing it back on a backward, to where any arousal at all WOULD KILL HIM)(that is rough)(and then he unknowingly slept with a half-man, half-woman who was his… half-son, I guess?)(also rough)(I miss that show). Although I’m sure she probably would’ve been marooned in other scenes with her drippy bar-owner boyfriend and their old-age pensioner baby named Carl. Seriously, “Carl” is just one of those names that I feel like people should be legally prohibited from using until they hit fifty. Like Ethel.

Anyway, the passions that I feel about this are of the negative variety:

Obviously, jumpsuits = boo. (Isn’t THAT some elegant language.) But this one is even more irritating because either she or the designer cuffed the limb holes so that they’re at really unflattering lengths. She’s like a balloon, slowly inflating. At least the shoes have potential. Please rescue them, Margarita, and give them a better future.

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Fugs and Fabs: Elle‘s Women In Television Event

Suspenders are not back. They are not back. They are not back. I’m going to say it over and over until it’s confirmed.

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