I cannot resist. My friend Robyn Williams sent me the link for this horribly –in a guilty pleasure way– catty blog, Go Fug Yourself, and I have to share it.
Heather and Jessica are Hollywood Stars Watchers. They don’t, however, do so with rose-coloured glasses. What they do is deconstruct the amazingly, astonishingly bad taste of those glittering Stars, young and old, with a vitriolic, sardonic voice that just breaks me up. The word for that bad taste? Fugly.
They give us normal folks a mean pleasure of seeing the perfect and beautiful less than. As Robyn says: meeeooooowwwww.