Fug's Gold

I am very fond of a ruffle.  Especially a saucy neck ruffle. Very fond indeed. Perhaps overly fond. But I can't help it. I also like polka dots. So take this opinion of mine with a hefty grain of salt, as usual.  But here goes: Mayhap, PERCHANCE, a giant neck ruffle is NOT a great plan when Los Angeles is in the middle of a huge, blustery windstorm:

Aw, that's almost adorable in that Alexis Morrell Carrington Colby Dexter Dexter Rowan kind of way, and the color is fantastic on her. Also, this frock could come in handy if Kate Hudson decides to become a flamenco dancer on a whim. You never know.

And then, the action shot:

When, I ask you, WHEN are celebrities going to finally figure out how to harness the weather so that their big neck ruffles don't rise up in the wind and eat their pretty faces? After all, isn't that basically what happened in that horrible remake of The Avengers with Ralph Fiennes (which I skipped despite loving him madly and finding him wickedly hot, even -- kinda -- as Voldemort. I mean, the man almost pulls off having NO NOSE. That takes skill.)? Surely someone like Rachel Zoe is on this, right? A nation of starlets would thank her.