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Well Played: Kate, Wills, and George’s Royal Tour of Australia and New Zealand, Day Sixteen

And we’ve got Kate in McQueen again. (Interestingly, this sort of reminds me of the Emilia Wickstead dress she wore, ages ago, that she revived this week in teal.)  This is not the first time she’s worn McQueen in this pale pink shade; you may remember her pink McQueen coat from The Queen’s Birthday in 2013, when Harry tried to high-five her. On Twitter, Fug National Lesliepedia noted that the cut of the vee on this bodice was  similar to that on her McQueen wedding dress, and I like that idea; it’s nice to see her in a different neckline than the usual. (PS: their wedding anniversary is Tuesday and we will be bringing you a wedding retrospective so you can ease your way out of daily royals shenanigans with maximum gown-age.)

Parenthetically, I know there is a faction of people who love these Sledge shoes on her, but I have to say that while I actually really like the shape of them — in a deeply classic, agonizingly appropriate kind of way — I also think they are a ZzzzzZZZZzzzzzz in this color. I don’t expect her to Go Cray and wear, like, polka dotted heels (although that would be cute), but the color of this dress is delicate enough that she could do something Never Nude. Even the charcoal gray ones she wore with the uplinked Wickstead! Free yourself from the tyranny of the nude shoe, Kate!

At any rate, this day looked fun: they hung out with kids and watched skateboarders and got to DJ and unveiled a plaza named after George, then flew home to hang out with Cheeksy McSqueezeable himself. (William must have a ton of streets and plazas named after himself. I hope sometimes he can name drop them: “Drive allllll the way down to where the road dead-ends in ME STREET and then hang a left. Don’t be late, Kate’s bringing a souffle.”)

[Photos: Getty]


What the Fug: Ariana Grande

Ariana Grande is totally America’s soulmate.

Because, admit it: If any of us had been invited to the White House Easter Egg roll, and the First Family and thirty-thousand other people would be there, we ABSOLUTELY would’ve dressed up like a sweater drawer that recently quit its job to become a stripper.

And I definitely would’ve let it fall off my shoulder.

Because THAT looks like a sweater drawer that quit its job to star in a Flashdance sequel. ALSO perfect for an Easter party. IT’S JUST SO FESTIVE.

[Photos: Splash]


Fugs and Fines of Coachella: Second Weekend

The second verse is not QUITE the same as the first, sadly. Or fortunately?

[Photos: Getty, Fame/Flynet, Pacific Coast News]


Well Played: Kate, Wills, and George’s Royal Tour of Australia and New Zealand, Day Fifteen

Fifteen days down, four days to go! Today, Wills and Kate left the baby at home and went to Uluru/Ayers Rock, which is apparently very warm and also extremely beautiful. It’s a UNESCO World heritage site, I learned today, and there are water holes and cave paintings and all matter of interestingness; it’s also sacred to the Aboriginal people in the area, and I am SURE there are Fug Nationals who can speak to all of this with much greater authority than I can, as you guys have awesomely done throughout this trip (including this weekend’s discussion of koala chlamydia, which is a sincerely amazing indie band name).  Diana and Charles made much the same visit, back in the day, and I decided that William’s All Khaki outfit is a shout-out to his Pa’s ensemble when they visited (although as our friend Abby Gardner points out, it’s also much more practical in the heat and dust). I also decided that his bringing out the forearms once again is a shout-out to me.

Kate started off Roksanda Ilincic again –it’s similar to this one she wore in 2012, but this version is custom, I believe (the belting sort of reminds me of Diana’s dress that I linked to above a very wee tiny bit as well). This is not my favorite of her wardrobe so far, I must admit; I like that the color is sophisticated but it might also be a little drab. It seems prettier to me inside than it does out in the bright sun, though. Regardless, three cheers for The Freedom of Kate’s Knees and the fact that no one made her wear pantyhose.

Then! She changed into a dress I was legit just thinking about, because I love it, this Hobbs frock from from that time ping pong was played and Harry and William levitated things. (We were just talking about William levitating things! Am I making things happen on this trip solely with the power of my mind? Have I accumulated some royals-specific version of The Secret?) William did not change, wisely, and they met school kids and saw dancing, and walked around, and tried so hard not to hold hands (and sadly succeeded. More hand-holding, always, for everyone, is my vote). Pop into the slideshow and take a look, because I really need to go to sleep now. (I’ll update this post tomorrow morning if anything thrilling occurs when I am unconscious, never fear.)

PS:  this is where they’re staying tonight, per Duchess Kate Blog, (I hope the site loads for you; it’s been down A LOT lately, presumably because we’re all eyeballing where Kate and Wills are glamping). If it doesn’t load for you, I can tell you that it looks awesome. Put it on the list, Fug Nation!

[Photos: Getty]


Fug the Show: Lindsay on OWN, season finale (episodes seven and eight)

Clearly, after the events of the last six episodes, filming with Lindsay essentially ground to a halt. These two hours are patched together from filler, stretched-out shooting days that are spread out as far as possible, and interview bites that I think are cobbled together from stuff they’ve already shown, just to fill the dead air with some sound. I don’t know if Lindsay stopped cooperating, or had almost nothing going on in her life, or what, but this is where the show becomes the crew only shooting with her on infrequent days and even then often not from within her house. But there is a bombshell at the end that we’ll all need to discuss, so let’s press forth…

The first piece is Lindsay shooting Billy on the Street with comedian Billy Eichner, for Funny or Die. The premise: They’re so angry that How I Met Your Mother is ending that they’re going to trash a branded HIMYM car with sledgehammers. And at first it promises to be more of the same — her call time is 1 p.m., they’re worried about losing the light, etc. — but just as they set 3:05 p.m. as the drop-dead for proceeding without her, she decides to leave her apartment. Her excuse is that she’s sick with a chest cold, and she does sound hoarse, but still. It’s more of the same. It’s like she thinks pushing her limits is an art, and she’s trying to master it. But we do at least get to see her wearing a welder’s mask, staring contemplatively at the sky. I hope that’s her book cover. Wishing Weld, by Lindsay Lohan.

The one line she contributes — that we see — is “Reruns can’t sustain me,” which Billy Eichner allegedly thinks is genius, but which she delivers with all the comedic oomph of someone sending back her dinner because the steak was overcooked.

And then when they ask her to stick around and give them two wild lines — re-recordings of stuff she already said, in case the mics didn’t pick it up, or stray lines they can cut in if needed — she gives them this face. Over TWO LINES. The dude in the middle is the show’s exec producer, and he can barely contain his astonishment that she’s claiming her voice is too shot for two wild lines. She would rather leave and go somewhere else another day to record them, and you can see this guy inwardly groaning and realizing that having to schedule her again is going to be slow-cooked insanity. Eventually, his guys tell him they have what they need and she can just leave, so it becomes a moot point. Kind of like most of the rest of the finale, actually.

Next up, the kind of shot that must give Amy Rice acid flashbacks:

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Fug or Fab the Cover: Emma Stone in Vogue, May 2014

After the drama of Kimye, a breath of fresh, welcome air in the form of Emma Stone. Vogue, in fact, has a short film — very short, like 2 minutes — of her “preparing” for her newest role up on their website and it is just…she is the most charming person. She might be irresistible. Which is why I wish this cover, at least, was a little livelier? Her face looks fabulous — her brows are amazing — but I worry that the hat (and the weirdly crispy hair) is literally putting a lid on her essential lightness. On the other hand, her actual face looks fabulous. Just stick your hand over the hat and see. Right? Right.

Let’s take a real looksee, including at two shots from the inside shoot, and then come back and tell me what you think.

[Photos: Vogue]