Fug File: jumpsuit

Fugma and Greg: Jenna Elfman

Jenna here is quietly putting together a campaign to have “Noted Kook” added to her name.

Separately, she’d also like to know when you last had an oil change, because she can offer you a GREAT deal.

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Fug or Fab: Anne Hathaway

When I thought this was pants and a top, I wasn’t overly mad at it.

But I believe it has been confirmed as a jumpsuit, and so now I have beefs with it — I think because a shirt CAN blouse at the waist, but a jumpsuit somehow shouldn’t, but that could ALSO be a total crock and I’m resting on my massive bias. ¬†It’s only fair that I acknowledge my prejudices so that we can all begin to heal. And the first step is…

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Fuggy and the Pussycats

It has been a banner week for jumpsuits. First, Greta Gerwig wore that awful Stella McCartney thing, then Margot Robbie was in a red abomination, and now Rosario Dawson has gotten into the game:

It’s pleated AND wrinkled AND overcomplicated AND boring AND strangely fitting AND unhemmed. WHY is she fighting The Pretty so hard? Is The Pretty¬†that argumentative and unpleasant? Help me understand.

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Fug of Wall Street: Margot Robbie in Paper London

It’s a jumpsuit parade today, which is one of the saddest kinds of parades there is.

If you have seen Wolf of Wall Street, you know every inch of Margot Robbie’s figure; if you haven’t, you can still probably imagine the truth, which is that her body is basically perfect. So the sins of this jumpsuit are egregious and varied. It’s mangling her chest, dropping her crotch, swelling her groin, and eating her feet. It’s the sartorial equivalent of handing a lovely classic painting to Shia LaBeouf and asking him to write poetry all over it: nothing but trouble.

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How I Met Your Fug: Greta Gerwig in Stella McCartney

I’m not sure the wrap at the waist was ever going to be incredibly flattering.

But the jumpsuit portion of the evening isn’t helping matters. The fabric itself is pretty, like wintry confetti or something — I alternately see snowflakes, and Brachs peppermints — but I keep wishing it ended in a skirt, because this whole thing is making a balloon out of her lower half, and sadly not the kind we can deflate with a pinprick (and now that I know it’s Stella, I’m not surprised; it DID kind of remind me of a nicer version of K.Stew’s labia pants). I wish it were a skirt of some ilk. I wish I could liberate her shoes from this bad dream. And I wish her makeup game weren’t so problematic. I wish for so many things, all of which would require a Life TiVo to rewind live action and redo things; sadly no one has invented that yet.

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College Fugout

Well, it should be no surprise that Kimmy here showed up in something that’s supposed to look regal and sophisticated, but instead looks like she’s been watching too much Dynasty and doesn’t understand what she should actually take away from it.

It looks terrible on her, but it’s also basically just a satin onesie. Is she taking style tips from her baby? Will it be footie pajamas soon?

But what amuses me is that here, everything seems to be carefully wrangled for maximum coverage. And then later she stepped out with Kanye:

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