This isn’t really a scrolldown fug (because it’s fugly everywhere) so much as it is a scrolldown fun. (Yes, I went there.)
Oh, CHLOE. You are hilarious. Your cuffs are stapled where your pockets should be, and you look like a magician’s assistant at a Siegfried & Roy-themed burlesque joint. If this were eligible for Fug Madness 2011 — which, like Aubrey O’Day’s Cancer Pants, it sadly is not — then you would have it sewn up; alas, we’ll have to wait until next year to know how this little number affects your chances. In the meantime, before you conjure a tiger from your nostril or make your own nethers disappear, could we get our martinis? Thanks.