You’d think a fashion awards show would be peak red carpet, featuring better and more daring lewks than your average awards show.
New York! London! Milan! Paris! Mars! (Oh, are there not fashion shows on Mars yet? Damn. Karl Lagerfeld really needs to get his shit together.)
Paris is positively oozing with glamour. Now that you are sufficiently grossed out, let us begin!
Welcome back to the Met Gala! And now, for the stars who should have known better.
Your sixth bracket is ready and the claws are OUT.
I have internet again! Let the celebrations begin!
The AMAs were last weekend, and we have yet to discuss the assorted fashion disasters that music’s icons bestowed upon us.
Welcome back to your not-quite-regularly-scheduled programming, dear readers! Let’s catch up on the last few weeks in fashion.
Happy Thursday, dear readers! Let’s ease into our Halloween weekends with some fabness and some judgment.
It was a busy week on the red carpet, dear readers, so treat yourself to another dose of judgment.