Showing posts with label pink. Show all posts
Showing posts with label pink. Show all posts

Wednesday, January 30, 2008

SAG Awards Terror: Sandra Oh

In the past couple of days, I've read loads about how this is a traditional Korean dress and all. All right. That's cool. But that doesn't make it magically become attractive in the least!

The color combination...the odd material...but most of all, the absolutely ill-fitting pepto-bismol colored bow! The dress is simultaneously dowdy and about to expose her chest completely. Is she pregnant? Seriously? Because everyone's pregnant nowadays, and that's the only reason I can think of for choosing such an unflattering shape of dress. And Angelina totally pulled it off; she looked fabulous in that brownish sheet she wore. But Sandra? Never, ever, ever do this again. Seriously.

Thursday, January 24, 2008

Lucy Liu

Dear god.

What is there to say? The Valentino dress underneath is actually quite lovely. But..it's an "accordion wrap". It looks like the inside of a mammoth's large intestines, all pink and billowy. I'm sure it swishes and bounces unattractively whenever she dares to breathe.

I feel queasy and need to go lie down now. Ugh.

Friday, November 30, 2007

Monique Coleman

Having never seen High School Musical 2 (again! I know.) , or for that matter, H.S.M. 1, I don't know much about Monique Coleman. Perhaps her vocals rival those of Aretha, or her acting will win her an Oscar someday soon.

She won't be winning any fashion awards on my watch, anyway.


Monique is not a stick-thin Hollywood waif, and thank god, because we have enough of those already. However, there is such a thing as flattering oneself, which she doesn't seem to have heard of. Also, there is such a thing as a dress, and there is such a thing as a shirt. Usually, "shirts" are worn with pants or a skirt under them. This garment seems to be edging into crotch-flashing, you-better-be-wearing-panties territory. Not to mention the hideous print. It's like a fashion Rorschach test: you can analyze your fashion sanity by measuring how revolted you are by it. And the shoes...tan? Really? Having already boldly- and stupidly- bypassed all logic and combined pink and black with white, she adds tan granny-colored shoes? I'm too sickened to speak...

Saturday, November 17, 2007

SPECIAL POST: Lisa Edelstein

Sigh. This hurts me deeply. I LOVE Lisa; I love House, I love her character, I think she looks great...but...



YOU'RE NOT 5 YEARS OLD, LISA. Don't look so darn happy. You're wearing a cutesy party frock that, I admit, would look darling on a toddler (albeit in a smaller size, I hope), but you have killer curves! I know; I watch House! Can't you inject just a little bit of Dr. Cuddy's high heeled, tight skirted, high cleavage-d sexiness into this outfit? We sorely miss your waist. And why, why did you pair it with demure black flats? You sadden me, Lisa. Try harder next time, ok? Please.

Sunday, October 7, 2007

Rachel Bilson

Oh, no! Rachel! You can be so cute sometimes, and yet...



Stop smiling. Seriously. You should be ashamed of yourself. This is fashion week. You can't just knot one of the hotel towels around your neck and call it a dress. Dresses have shape. And even if they are fluid and loose, they drape gracefully. They don't stiffly sag down the front because the odd neck-brace-like contraption at the top is making weird creases. I also take issue with the black stripe on said neck brace. From afar, it looks like a very, very, very obvious bra slip. I hope it doesn't become a fad; Britney-chic is not my favorite look.

Anyway, Rachel, try wearing real clothes next time. You didn't fool anybody. And I am NOT going to mention how cute you look in that color, and how great your shoes and toenails look, and how your makeup is perfect...oh, rats. I just did.