If they mated: Bret Michaels and Jack Sparrow. A smidge too much leather, Linds.
When did Kelly Ripa steal Madonna's arms? She's suddenly morphed into a more lithe version of The Punisher. That said, this blush-toned lace number perfectly softens her fierce frame.
Two parts Afro-Caribbean dance costume, one part 1940s veiled widow; somehow it equals awesome. Maybe it's because she's Milla Jovovich. The woman regularly feasted on BONE MARROW during her pregnancy, so she can wear chartreuse shoes with anything she damn well pleases.
Brit-Brit deserves golf claps for the following reasons: (1) Her lady parts are fully covered (2) She’s wearing shoes, y’all (even if they are from a podiatrist) (3) Presumably nothing on her body was purchased from a truck stop. (4) She can stow small animals and snacks in her shoulder pouches.
Dear Katie, It looks as though somebody took a big number 2 on your outfit and your disposition. Perhaps add a splash of color? A lavender scarf would look lovely. Turn that frown upside down and please don’t cut me. Love, Me P.S. Here’s a song verse for your sorrows and your depressed hair: Chocolate rain/some stay dry and others feel the pain
Year: 4057; Planet: Zoltron; Name: Leighton Meester; Occupation: Registered nurse and roller derby captain
Cute, right? Finally, Keeks isn’t trying TOO hard with her style and Zoolander pout. Nevermind her barbell half-bangs. Covering a skullet, perhaps?
If they mated: Bret Michaels and Jack Sparrow. A smidge too much leather, Linds.
Mmmmmmm...Hershey Kisses with almonds.... drool...I'd rethink the bubble skirt, sweets, but America looks positively delish in this gold-flecked foil wrapper number. Side note: WTF is going on in the movie poster behind her? My eyes!
I just don't have a heart-on for greige. I suppose this frock could be a handsome choice for jury duty, but otherwise, it's about as exciting as Lil Wayne’s cell block.
Confession: I would swoon over this dress on any given Anthropologie bender. For some, it may read a bit I-just-canned-some-fresh-apricot-preserves-pa, but I'm loving the fadeout floral print. Looks so crisp against her soot-black tights, classic pumps and teeny-tiny ribbon-cinched waist. Gold star, Liz Lemon.
AI fashion can be a little dicey (pleather, white eyeliner and ill-fitting babydoll dresses, anyone?). But Sho-bon-bon’s punchy peplum minidress and cropped shawl cardigan are so quirky-cute, the show’s stylist should be spared after all. Thank me later.
Why doesn't anybody ever pay me in gum? Try new Trident Layers Wild Strawberry.
If I had "Trump" attached to my name, I would be dripping in diamonds 24/7, to the point of near paralysis. Howevs, Melania seems to be totally over it and happily content flaunting a BORING black sheath. At least she jazzed it up with her classic death stare and a handbag fashioned from a frightened little boy.
Nobody can deny that Christina Hendricks has the most amazing jugs known to mankind. Her curves are out of control in the best possible way. BUT, the awkward length on this fishtail S&M trashbag make her look as stumpy as a Jeremy Piven on his most statuesque day.
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