AMAs: The Lonely Fugherd
At what point did Gwen Stefani decide to become the cheap Halloween-costume version of herself?
Between the outfit that looks stolen straight from Serena Williams’ tennis bag of misguided on-court couture to the aggressive Gucci-logo knockoff on the belt to the $4.99 wig from Dr. Boo’s Costume Emporium and Terror Barn to the tinted Elvis shades that aren’t actually blocking any light (and therefore are only there because she actually decided they look good), I am overall disappointed in Gwen’s post-pregnancy return to the red carpet, toned gams notwithstanding.
Her on-stage getup wasn’t much better.
Yes, she has traded in the Serena suit, but she’s replaced it with those omnipresent offensively odd footless tights, some sort of space-Cleopatra jumper, and a gaggle of Stefani clones in ridiculous children’s pajamas and wrestling boots.
All I can surmise from any of this is: Lucy Liu finally woke up and realized she accidentally starred in two Charlie’s Angels films, and has hurriedly given her part to a big-screen-hungry Stefani. Her first film in as part of the trio, Charlie’s Angels 3: Engage The Thrusters, sends our three jumpsuit-crazy wingnuts into the outer realms of the galaxy to retrieve a devastating universe-exploding weapon, while also engaging in intergalactic shenanigans with karaoke, mime, a cooking class, a stealth jet dogfight, and an actual dogfight, all wrapped up in the tawdry bow of another plot so poorly rendered it appears to have been translated into English from its native Martian.
So I guess congratulations are in order… to Lucy Liu. As for Gwen, well, listen up, lady: This is what you get for dragging The Sound of Music‘s poor, unsuspecting “The Lonely Goatherd” into your maddening repertoire. You have only yourself to blame.
Between the outfit that looks stolen straight from Serena Williams’ tennis bag of misguided on-court couture to the aggressive Gucci-logo knockoff on the belt to the $4.99 wig from Dr. Boo’s Costume Emporium and Terror Barn to the tinted Elvis shades that aren’t actually blocking any light (and therefore are only there because she actually decided they look good), I am overall disappointed in Gwen’s post-pregnancy return to the red carpet, toned gams notwithstanding.
Her on-stage getup wasn’t much better.
Yes, she has traded in the Serena suit, but she’s replaced it with those omnipresent offensively odd footless tights, some sort of space-Cleopatra jumper, and a gaggle of Stefani clones in ridiculous children’s pajamas and wrestling boots.
All I can surmise from any of this is: Lucy Liu finally woke up and realized she accidentally starred in two Charlie’s Angels films, and has hurriedly given her part to a big-screen-hungry Stefani. Her first film in as part of the trio, Charlie’s Angels 3: Engage The Thrusters, sends our three jumpsuit-crazy wingnuts into the outer realms of the galaxy to retrieve a devastating universe-exploding weapon, while also engaging in intergalactic shenanigans with karaoke, mime, a cooking class, a stealth jet dogfight, and an actual dogfight, all wrapped up in the tawdry bow of another plot so poorly rendered it appears to have been translated into English from its native Martian.
So I guess congratulations are in order… to Lucy Liu. As for Gwen, well, listen up, lady: This is what you get for dragging The Sound of Music‘s poor, unsuspecting “The Lonely Goatherd” into your maddening repertoire. You have only yourself to blame.
