2.01.2010

Dangerously in Fug

Don’t get me wrong, I’m all for dangerous, daring fashion. I’ve rocked fringe booties with gold studs, latex leggings, ripped tights, those Abercrombie graphic tees from middle school with seemingly coy yet promiscuous innuendos on them, etc. There's something to be said for those who are courageous enough to blaze their own style trail.  Yet after last nights Grammy’s, I have to ask: doesn’t anyone just want to look pretty anymore? Lady Gaga has an excuse; she’s trying to detract attention from her giant nose so the general public won’t notice when she chops it in half next week. But Beyonce, Rhianna, Pink, Jennifer Hudson, Ciara, WTF? You’re all drop dead gorgeous when you want to be. Do you just get sick of swimming around in your gorgeousness all day and feel like you need a break from pruniness? I do feel like Taylor Swift was trying to be ‘pretty’ last night, however, nothing’s pretty about an awkward hunchback who sings karaoke (sorry Taylor).

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