DAMN this stuff is BORING 2011 The Fug Show: The Long National Nightmare Continues
So, Amanda Bynes is still on her Dear horror tour, making it yet ever more clear that she needs to stick to acting, as there’s really not a huge hole in the Boring and Cheap Looking Casual Wear That I Could Pick Up at the Student Union Between Psych and Poli Sci When I Get Cold arena:
I mean, other than the fact that she suddenly looks about ten years older than she actually is, she looks….you know, okay. Fine. Not naked. But it’s kind of unbelievable to me that we’re all supposed to pretend that this stuff is at all special, or interesting, the way clothing ought to be if it’s marketed as being specially designed by someone special. Let’s be honest. Essentially, this is just random crap that you wear for three months before burying it at the very bottom of your laundry basket and then find when you’re looking for the other sock with the pumpkins on it around Halloween, and you go, “dude, I totally forgot I owned this!” And then you throw it back in with the rest of the dirty laundry and forget about it again.
There’s absolutely nothing wrong with basic generic hoodies and tees — hello, what else are we supposed to work out in? — and I find actor- or model-designed clothing lines to be theoretically kind of hilarious and entertaining, but DAMN this stuff is BORING. Whoever designed this stuff for Amanda Bynes could not have been less invested in making her look like she knows what she’s doing, and, frankly, she herself doesn’t even look that stoked. I mean, this is the epitome of what Tyra’s talking about when she tells a model she’s got Dead Eyes. So either Amanda is irked by the way this whole thing is unraveling (as, clearly, I seem to be. I never would have thought I’d get so agitated about Amanda Bynes’s boring sportswear. God, I want to tell me to go outside.) or she’s actually gone and got herself some baby Botox. Let’s all pray to God it’s the former.
I mean, other than the fact that she suddenly looks about ten years older than she actually is, she looks….you know, okay. Fine. Not naked. But it’s kind of unbelievable to me that we’re all supposed to pretend that this stuff is at all special, or interesting, the way clothing ought to be if it’s marketed as being specially designed by someone special. Let’s be honest. Essentially, this is just random crap that you wear for three months before burying it at the very bottom of your laundry basket and then find when you’re looking for the other sock with the pumpkins on it around Halloween, and you go, “dude, I totally forgot I owned this!” And then you throw it back in with the rest of the dirty laundry and forget about it again.There’s absolutely nothing wrong with basic generic hoodies and tees — hello, what else are we supposed to work out in? — and I find actor- or model-designed clothing lines to be theoretically kind of hilarious and entertaining, but DAMN this stuff is BORING. Whoever designed this stuff for Amanda Bynes could not have been less invested in making her look like she knows what she’s doing, and, frankly, she herself doesn’t even look that stoked. I mean, this is the epitome of what Tyra’s talking about when she tells a model she’s got Dead Eyes. So either Amanda is irked by the way this whole thing is unraveling (as, clearly, I seem to be. I never would have thought I’d get so agitated about Amanda Bynes’s boring sportswear. God, I want to tell me to go outside.) or she’s actually gone and got herself some baby Botox. Let’s all pray to God it’s the former.
