I snorted my tea out my nose when I read this. Enjoy! Fugging Liberty
Okay. So if Lindsay Lohan is the starlet I want to spend Saturday night with, hanging out at Club Element, getting alarmingly drunk on pink drinks and saying progressively meaner things about Paris Hilton to each other, then Mandy Moore is the starlet I'd want to hang out with on Sunday. You know, we'd go to the Coffee Bean and get lattes and then head over to the Beverly Center and try on shoes but not buy any because none of them really spoke to us and then we'd go spend way too much money on jeans even though we both already have a lot of jeans and then we'd go home and eat take out and watch Grey's Anatomy and occasionally pause the Antics of Dr McDreamy to ask each other what the hell is wrong with the boys we happen to be dating. In other words, she seems friendly and relate-able and cute and so I watch Chasing Liberty every time it's on HBO, don't JUDGE ME. I like her.
But Mandy, I don't think I would have let you buy this:
I like the length, and I don't mind the color. But the cut is so boxy and those weird hankerchief sleeves totally make her look square and broadshouldered. I like the idea of this dress -- it's retro, it's a little Priscilla Presley Marries Elvis, it's sweet but also a little edgy, I get it conceptually. But it just doesn't quite work on La Moore. Girl needs something to give her a waist. It's fitting that she's wearing this at a Lucky fete, since my formerly favorite magazine has been suggesting, of late, that I do things like wear textured black tights under white spandex hot pants and a kicky vintage tunic, accessorized with nurse's clogs and fur earmuffs.
In fact, it must be Lucky's fault. Witness the very day before:
So cute! The color is so pretty without being cloying, and this time, the cut doesn't make her look like her day job requires the ability to stop Peyton Manning in the red zone. Trust your instincts, Mandy! Call me!
That's so true about Lucky, though. The last issue I felt that they kept pushing the 80s thing- neon, tapered jeans, big gold bling, etc. I think they have run out of ideas.
That dress could've been cute on Mandy if she tied something around the waist and did something else with her hair.
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Thanks Lilykind...I was choking my English Breakfast tea down while I read that! Ya know, we should all just dispel with Lucky (which is failing us left and right) and start our own!
I remember liking Lucky Mag better when it first came out. It wasn't as weird as some of the other fashion magazines (like Elle, which I would never copy an outfit from). It seems to be going in the "weird" direction, or the "no one would ever wear that in real life" direction.
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Okay. So if Lindsay Lohan is the starlet I want to spend Saturday night with, hanging out at Club Element, getting alarmingly drunk on pink drinks and saying progressively meaner things about Paris Hilton to each other, then Mandy Moore is the starlet I'd want to hang out with on Sunday. You know, we'd go to the Coffee Bean and get lattes and then head over to the Beverly Center and try on shoes but not buy any because none of them really spoke to us and then we'd go spend way too much money on jeans even though we both already have a lot of jeans and then we'd go home and eat take out and watch Grey's Anatomy and occasionally pause the Antics of Dr McDreamy to ask each other what the hell is wrong with the boys we happen to be dating.
LOL. This is funny, b/c it's exactly how I feel about Mandy Moore.
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Lilykind wrote: Okay. So if Lindsay Lohan is the starlet I want to spend Saturday night with, hanging out at Club Element, getting alarmingly drunk on pink drinks and saying progressively meaner things about Paris Hilton to each other, then Mandy Moore is the starlet I'd want to hang out with on Sunday. You know, we'd go to the Coffee Bean and get lattes and then head over to the Beverly Center and try on shoes but not buy any because none of them really spoke to us and then we'd go spend way too much money on jeans even though we both already have a lot of jeans and then we'd go home and eat take out and watch Grey's Anatomy and occasionally pause the Antics of Dr McDreamy to ask each other what the hell is wrong with the boys we happen to be dating. LOL.
This is funny, b/c it's exactly how I feel about Mandy Moore.
Me too, HB.
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halleybird and ejc423, I totally agree...after reading that at work, I immediately started a daydream where Mandy and I were shopping in the Beverly Center while sipping on lattes from the Coffee Bean.