Showing posts with label eliza dushku. Show all posts
Showing posts with label eliza dushku. Show all posts

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Fashionz and thingz.

It's that time again, friends - weekly fashion round-up. Let's jump into it, shall we?

1. Dear Stacey Dash, you are 43. I have no words to describe your body, except for, "HOLY CRAP GET 'EM GIRL" etc.


2. Dear Whitney Port, your legs are so skinny in this picture. You also look slightly bowlegged. Should I expect some kind of sob story regarding your anatomy in an upcoming episode of "The City?" Just a thought.


3. Dear Sheree from "The Real Housewives of Atlanta," you're looking pretty mannish in that floor-length dress/awkward corset thing. Like a football player. I doubt this is helping those rumors about you being an undercover woman-lover.


4. Dear Mariah Carey, you look ... like a non-crazy person here. I am proud. You left Nick Cannon at home, right?


5. Dear Eliza Dushku, please, always continue to be awesome. I never thought someone could pull off being a zombie Bonnie for Halloween, but I'm happy it was you.


6. Dear Dita, I don't really know what to say about this leather suit except to praise you and your crazy dominatrix fashion sense. So much love. So, so much.


+ Photos courtesy of OMG! Yahoo

Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Maybe that Faith spin-off should have happened.

Here's how my boyfriend aptly described this picture:

"pretty sure eliza dushku is the queen of 'yo i want some dick in me now plz' faces."


You know ... I kind of got to agree. Bitch is fine; knows it; would steal your man in a heartbeat. Does anyone remember how she took Xander's virginity when he was still reeling from the break-up with Cordelia and maybe-in-love with Willow? Um, CUZ I DO.


She'll rip out your fucking heart, dude, and she'll look hot as fuck while doing it.

+ Photo courtesy Celebphotos, EchoNYC

Sunday, August 23, 2009

Weekly worst-dressed round-up.

Title is self-explanatory, but these past few days had some particularly heinous atrocities. Quick-scan and hold your vomit, if you must.

1. A scruffy, schlubby-looking Spencer Pratt with a T-shirt stating "TAKE THE MONEY AND RUN." I don't think any other slogan could be more apt, or more bile-inducing.


2. Oh RiRi. You know I love you. And neon. And acid-wash. And lots of ugly crap that can be dug out of Kmarts from the '80s. But all at once like that? The effect is retina-hurtingly overwhelming.


3. Accessory fucking overkill. Also, bitch tend to those roots. We all know you have the money for it.


4. I shouldn't be surprised that Madonna isn't wearing a lower garment, because honestly, everything she ever did back in her "Like a Virgin" days is what inspired Britney/Gaga/current pop. But she's old enough to join AARP now. Shouldn't pants be MANDATORY at that age?


5. Did Alexa Chung get too excited by the scene in "The Sound of Music" where Maria uses the curtains to make dresses for Captain von Trapp's children? Looks like it.


And this week's breath of fresh air:


Now, I hated Faith on "Buffy the Vampire Slayer," which really meant that Eliza Dushku was doing a kick-ass job. Good to know that she can clean up nice, too, but she's really not familiar to me without a stake or the Mayor's knife in her hand or something.



Ah, comfort.

+ Photos courtesy of Yahoo, CoffinCafe