Fugger: Rihanna

Fugs and Fabs: Rihanna’s First Annual Diamond Ball

When Rihanna is one of the least crazy-looking people at the party, it’s usually a sign to check for the sight of four horsemen on the horizon.

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British Fashion Awards Fug Carpet: Rihanna

Well, I accidentally first typed “Fug Crapet,” and that’s fairly apt as typos go.

Rihanna British Fashion Awards

Because this isn’t an actual real outfit, right? This is an exotic dancer whose boyfriend walked in during her performance and angrily grabbed a jacket from a nearby limo driver, and carried her outside and is now begging her to explain why she told him she was a law student (the answer: She knew he wouldn’t understand; she came from NOTHING, and she has to pay her tuition, and she suspected he wouldn’t be able to see the brain behind her pasties AND SHE WAS RIGHT). So, it’s basically Dancing at the Blue Iguana, but with Showgirl-style histrionics, on a Lifetime budget. Sponsored by L’Eggs. In short, it’s a grab-bag of things that shouldn’t go together, so we’ll all just look at her face and blot out the rest.

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Fug or Fab the Cover: Rihanna on and in Elle Magazine, December 2014

Real Real And Crazy Beautiful” sounds like the title of some Bravo show about dilettantes.

[Photos: Elle]


Fugs and Fabs: Halloween, Part 2

(In case you missed Part One, you can find it here.) Everyone brought out the big Halloween guns this weekend, from Katy Perry to Rihanna to, as always, Heidi Klum. As usual, half the time I can’t figure out who people are dressed as, so let’s gather around as a village and try to figure some of these out. Hope your Halloween was spectacular.

[Photos: AKM/GSI, Fame/Flynet]


What The Fug: Rihanna in Tom Ford at amfAR Inspiration LA Gala

I feel like Rihanna showed up at this event and was like, “DAMMIT CYRUS. You totally stole my thunder.”

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Rumor has it that Rihanna was going to attend Marc Jacobs’ show, but was late — it’s the only show at Fashion Week that starts right when it says it will (after years of being, like, epically, arrogantly tardy) — and so didn’t even get out of her car, and instead just went out to dinner.


She should have stopped at, “didn’t even get out of her car.” Well, except for the coat. She should have thrown the coat out the window at me — even though I wasn’t there; she could have FOUND ME, if she ever even CARED — and then proceeded not to exit the car until she was safely out of view. Choices, Rihanna. We all have them. Rethink.

[Photo: Splash]