Random Fug

Sometimes people wonder why we bother putting up photos of the fugsploits of the insufficiently famous. To that I reply that it is impossible to ignore a person who shows up at an event dressed like this:

[Photo courtesy of Daily Celeb.]

Since an Internet search on her name yielded nothing, I will do this young lady the unusual favor of not printing it here. That way, this entry won't be the only thing that shows up when she Googles herself one night, probably while sniffing whatever glue has fumes toxic enough to inspire her to leave the house in a shirt-sports bra hybrid that -- in addition to being an unfortunate sartorial homage to the martini glass -- gives her boob-pits. She won't have to see me recoil with horror at the image of her pulling her pants down, as if to recommend her bikini waxer to me; neither will she learn of my confusion at her choice of turquoise pumps with this ensemble, which as a whole screams, "If I Am Not Actually Jailbait, Then Thank God We Can At Least Pretend."