Fugrielle Reece

What has happened to Gabrielle Reece?

Don't get me wrong -- she's still got the interesting face. She appears to have showered and brushed her hair. All her body parts seem to be there, and I'm not being confronted by any of the more intimate ones. All those things are positives. But... has she forgotten she's Gabrielle Reece, striking Glamazon with the killer muscles and an inspiration to tall girls and muscular girls everywhere? Comfort is fine, but she's diminishing all her assets by shlubbing around in ballet flats, jeans, and a wrinkled red satin dress (OVER THE JEANS! My face is turning blue) that all combine to screw up her proportions. The entire ensemble makes me want to go all Miss J on her and start screaming about posture, before spitting out some tired old repeated joke about broken-down dolls. And did I mention the wrinkles? Satin is not your friend, Gabby. Good thing Nicole Kidman wasn't there, or she'd have turned all twitchy and then attacked the dress with a Botox needle.