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Fugs and Fabs: Various Recent Tennis Events


The US Open is on the horizon — Heather and I had a long conversation last night (post-wine) about how we’re VERY NERVOUS FOR SERENA — and ergo, New York is aflush with tennis fever: Tommy Hilfger launched his new campaign with Rafa by having a faux tennis match in Bryant Park (this is VERY TOMMY; last Fashion Week, he turned the Park Avenue Armory into a football field [honestly, it was AWESOME]), and Nike finagled a variety of stars to come play tennis in the street, surely as a promotional event for the Open. Let’s eyeball everyone. Bonus shirtlessness and cute tennis outfits abound.

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America’s Got Fugs: Heidi Klum


I once was talked into sampling America’s Got Talent (“Once,” she repeats, like Joe Piscopo in Johnny Dangerously), and wow, is it wrongly named. I might argue it should be renamed Boy, America Has A Lot Of Self-Confidence. In fact, the whole affair makes me conclude that we need to treat each network’s talent shows like the Olympics: You get ONE every four years. So, for example, you enjoy The Voice now, because it’s Idol next year, AGT the year after that, and… whatever else (So You Think You Can Dance, maybe) the year after that, until The Voice gets its turn again. Just everyone rotate and then no one gets sick of any of it, and perhaps the talent pool in America will feel less tapped out each successive season.

Of course, that would mean not as much of Heidi Klum on the red carpet, and we’d miss out on such gems as I Left My Legs In The Oven On 450 For An Hour.

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It’s probably a real tan, because don’t you think it’d be evenly everywhere if she were faking it? Oh, Heidi. My real concern is with the bargain-bin appliqués that are creeping up your sequined skirt, and the fact that your sleeves look like clearance lingerie. But at least she’s trying here not to be predictable. Or klumplacent, if you will (but will you?). Not the case with her other outfit:

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Fug or Fab: Emily Ratajkowski in Balmain


I just basically can’t make up my mind. Do I LIKE that her hair hanging over her face mirrors the fringe hanging over her body? Do I dig the shine and sparkle more than I care about whether she looks like a super expensive Muppet? Does it matter that I kind of feel like the backdrop/movie title are yelling at me that WE ARE YOUR FRIENDS? Do I not get a choice in this matter? What if I don’t want to be your friend? I mean, I MIGHT, but can we talk first?

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Unfug or Fab: Cara Delevingne in Saint Laurent


I keep flip-flopping on this, because as usual, Cara Delevingne is bringing her model mojo to the outfit.

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Ultimately, I’m going with: I wish it were a sparkly gunmetal mini without the continental divide. It just looks too much like an attempted limousine sexcapade caught a literal snag.

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Cara-ly Played, Cara Delevingne


I was complaining on Twitter the other day with a friend of ours about why the Paper Towns poster makes it look like the story of two people who eat hair.

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Like, how do they expect to find the missing mysterious Margo if half the DNA evidence is in their stomachs? Also, why are you covering up the face of the woman you hired specifically because she has that face (recognizable, striking, trendier-than-thou)? Look at her. Sigh. The outfit itself here is fine – noteworthy mostly for keeping with the Cara’s Legs theme of this entire junket — but as usual she’s giving it some special spice that gives us a reason to look twice. And hey, we can all be grateful she’s not making a metastatement about media circuses by wearing these pants again. Hooray for small mercies.

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Fugs and Fabs: The Rest of the Paris Couture Week Vogue Party


We’ve already eyeballed Miss Chrissy Teigan, but let’s look at everyone else who popped over to this shindig.

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