Out of the Closet

It's time we made a clean breast of things and confessed our admiration for the ladies at go fug yourself ("fugly is the new pretty"). There is no trashy wannabe so obscure, no box office golden celebrity so powerful as to avoid the slashing fashion commentary of these clever girls.

For example: We take second place to none in our admiration of Scarlett Johansson. This recent outfit, however, was found provocative in ways not intended:

I'm stuck trying to figure out how Team Scarlett managed to find a dress again that gives her celebrated rack such an odd mushy mashed shape. To be clear: I am pro-cleavage, and hers is very lovely, but doesn't the cut of the dress make the ladies look, unbelievably, both droopy and perky? It's like they've been poorly mummified. They're being strapped down against her chest, yet also hoisted up near her neck, all the while both breasts are making hostile advances across the border of Armpit City. Is that even physically possible? What madness is this?

Ever so much more HERE.