Let Me Be Your Backdoor Man

While searching for the new Wonderland cover featuring one Ms. Jackson Cuz I'm Nasty, I ran into this and creamed myself:




I finally found my Janet:

Broadly-shouldered and screaming. Well-played, Wonderland. Well-played.

Remember When...

...I was hopped up on glue from sticking on the millions of little sequins on my bodysuit in preparation for Fashion Week?

Mom's feelin' woozy.

In other news, this is still happening:

Remember When an ANTM Winner Landed a McQueen Campaign?

Well, you will now, kids.

In other news, Karlie Kloss will be stomping down the runway for Lauren Conrad's line, whatever the hell that's called.
Coco Rocha has landed a deal to be the new face of K-Mart.
Raquel Zimmerman will no longer be jumping in Vogue, but in Lucky.
And Chanel Iman is a Victoria's Secret model...

Feeling Restless...

The ladies at AnA, Ms. Ross, Dolly and Ms. Streisand, threw on some head scarves, poured ourselves into graphic leggings and belted our trenches to seek out what the world had to offer.

Fashion Smashion

Forgive the third man-meat post in a row, but I keep running into these pictures that make me want to clutch my figurative pearls. Here we have Clint Mauro and Marlon Teixeira and some lady friends schilling for Jersey Shore haute couture label of choice, Armani Exchange. The clothes are so bad but what's inside of them is so damn good.

Eyewear as Daywear: The Tom Ford Story

Speaking of Jon, he's also starring in Tom's AW 10 eyewear campaign.





Methinks the Ford libido could power a large SUV across these here United States and still have enough energy to bang a rent boy or two.

Denim Days

Oh Jon. You had me at squirrely.

Toss the Dice and Steal the Santino Rice

Are you gagging?
Only a few more days until the saviour of this awful winter is upon us.
The girls at AnA haven't untucked since the last season ended all those long months ago.

Lovin LOVE: Bold Black and Bare

I see bitch is wearing my around-the-house outfit of a pair of heels and a scowl.

Lovin Lanvin

How great are these proportions?

Some of my favorite go-to details, cowl necks and drop waists.

Here we are! A gold lamé jumpsuit never looked so...butch.

Givenchy Following in Marc's Skort-Wearing Footsteps

Oh Marc, always one step ahead, aren't we?

You know what I always say, there's nothing to top off a nice formal day look like a nice skort and a spandex tight. Ricardo Tisci clearly knows what I'm all about.

Also on tap, Messianic accessories:

I, for one, want to wear this year-round:

I can think of nothing better to keep me warm during the cold months of 2010.

Who Says Naomi Doesn't Have a Heart?

An Angel Among Us

Oh right.

Well, let's not get bogged down with any unnecessary details. The Lady Campbell is planning a fashionable benefit for the Haiti-ans with the white, frumpy, British version of Michelle O, one Sarah Brown. Isn't that sweet? Stomping for salvation.

Hunch of the Day // Victor & Gulp

Mirror Mirror on the Wall

Who's the fiercest of them all? Who am I kidding? Look at these cat eyes. This Mary Tyler Moore, post-Dick Van Dyke, pre-Rhoda hair. This perfect Jason Wu-designed collar. There's fierce and there's Poppy Parker. And Poppy, you are it. If I weren't afraid of smudging my lipstick, I'd kiss my own reflection . Oh wait, it's literally painted on. Here I come!

McQueen Marvels

Once again, I'm blown away by McQueen.
The intertwining snakes on Raquel's tiny, writhing tranny body and those neon tortoise shell heels?! C'mon!
This is easily the most visually striking ad campaign of this season and I'm deeply in love with it.
So much so that I plan on renting a studio space in this ad and live there until I overdose on whatever happens to pass by my nose in the next few months.

Red Carpet Rundown: Rehashed and Unrehearsed at the SAGs

The fact that the SAGs were this past Saturday completely slipped my mind -- who has an awards show on a Saturday night anyway?

Not that I would've cared that much anyway, but it seems that I didn't miss anything but the same winners in different gowns. Luckily, there were no raindrops to ruin any couture.
Anygay, let's make this quick, mom's got precious drinking to do.

Meryl decided to take a risk by not wear something black and boring, in the process proving you can look (as Joan would say) "age-appropriate" and still turn it. Thank you Ghesquière! Meanwhile, I'm surprised you haven't broken Sandy Bulls kneecaps by now.

Mo on the fast track to Oscar glory in an understated Badgley Mischka. I'm loving this Whoopi Goldberg-esque moment she's experiencing, let's just hope the beast legs remained under wraps.

Diane Kruger gets my vote for best dressed last night with this Obama-approved Jason Wu number. And for the record, mustard is never an easy color to pull off.

Speaking of things easily coming off, Mimi's got a weird side-half-boob thing happening here, but at least it's better than the full disclosure her globes had at the Globes.

Occasional actress, Kate Hudson, looked, well, great, for Kate Hudson, in Pucci. Oh, who am I kidding? She looks great for anyone. And to think I used to be on your side until you mucked everything up with a string of forgettable, regrettable rom-coms. I'm not getting on that bandwagon just yet, since you still bored me in Nine. But keep up the decent red carpet work and we can talk.

Drew continues to make the girls and I proud, having one of the greatest comebacks in H'wood history. And before she even finished puberty! Not in love with this Monique Lhuillier gown (the silhouette is stunning, but the differing blues in the bodice and gown throw me off a bit) but we're in love with you.

Marion Cotillard can do no wrong, in my humble opinion. Flawless in a short, perfect little Elie Saab...Haute Couture (that can't be right, can it?) dress. Why not?! This isn't a real awards show? I'm only shocked she wasn't in Dior.

You know, Julianna, I'm so glad you're back, not that I'll ever watch your show, but I'm glad. And I know everyone loves you in Narciso, but I just don't get it. Call me crazy.


I don't know what in gay hell is going on with this Armani Privé dress, nor do I care. Sophia Loren could wear a Juicy Couture sweatsuit and I'd die for it.

Carey Mulligan, you continue to win style points, though you're clearly not winning anything else since Sandy Bulls is charging ahead to the Oscars. Keep turning it, though, sweets.

Speak of the devil, here she is. Simple and almost regal in McQueen. I think we all know she's winning these awards for the Streepian task of taking what should have been a Lifetime movie and turning it into an actual theater release. Now that's star power!

Edie. No.



Jane. No. You almost had it, though. I'm pulling for you, as usual.

And here we have Nikki Kids, looking exquisite in Oscar de la Renta, about to rip the arm off whoever is standing in her way. The Kidman must be appeased!

First in a sparkling Stella frock and now in the ever-popular McQueen, the high-fashion makeover of Sookie Stackhouse, aka, Anna Paquin, everyone. I'll buy it. The hair, however, could use an up-do.

How cute! When's the wedding, fellas?

Speaking of which, I was wondering what these two were doing at the SAGs:

Then I saw this and realized they were on their first public date. How brave! And by the body language, I think it's safe to presume Justin got a good plowing later that night.

Finally, congrats are in order to our lovely lady-loving lady, Jane Lynch, who I hear is getting married! As always, you're an inspiration to us all!