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Thursday, December 13, 2007

Rumer Willis


Let me get this straight: I hated Rumer's recent short haircuts. I gasped, along with the rest of the sane world, as she bleached it and dyed it and probably sold its soul to the devil, for all I know.

But this isn't much of an improvement. At all.


I've always been fascinated by the magic of extensions, but the whole point is for them not to look like extensions, even if everyone knows that you had inch-long fuzz the day before. These look like the sort of ratty wig remnants that Britney Spears might wear. And come on, Rumer. Can't your parents help you pick out something better? Please?

Thursday, December 6, 2007

Rumer Willis

Ugh.


I had been foolishly optimistic enough to believe that the formal shorts epidemic had died down, at least for the season. I was very wrong. These ill-fitting incarnations of my least-favorite trend should never have seen the light of day.

Like some, er, other things. Like...oh, I don't know...her bra, maybe? I can tell that the Golden Globes will be an exciting night for the fashion world, judging by this outfit.