mgp

dear mr. stylist,

when using fetish gear like latex,

it is supposed to fit.

and is her dress riding up in the back

because she's just come from the toilet..?

the song was a boring as her dress.

let's hope it doesn't affect the baby...

17 year old sex-kittens from the waist down,
40 year old virgins from the waist up.

just another potato-sack.

(and no, you're not diana ross)

jesus christ,

what the hell just exploded?

and what's up with the victorian-style hips??

velvet days

why velvet's manager thinks it's a good idea

to lie about their age, is beyond me.

I would've gone the other way

to say they're all in their fifties...

anything's possible

it is with great pleasure I announce

that pigs can, in fact, fly.

here, author åsne seierstad

in her glorious gown

as she receives the "Walk in Style" award

at Copenhagen's Fashion week.

below, a few of her outfits

that have made her such an icon of style:

ari

Suck it!

costume awards

After hours and hours

of planning, sowing and fitting,

they finally achieved the look they were after:

a cross between a hooker and a christmas present.

pizzachick came dressed as a Rockette,

ready to do some high kicks.

Sadly, all the practice at home

had left her cross-eyed.

Good thing you had the cake on your head,

otherwise this would've been a disaster.

amazing the things you can do

with a tablecloth from IKEA...when you're drunk.

someone channeled Michael Jackson ("I'm Baaad!"),

while others had been taking fashion tips

from Aretha Franklin...

(That brain must be special

since you wrapped it...who's it for?)

more awesomeness

if you're going for the dominatrix-look,

do it properly, ferchrissakes!

this horrendous get-up

got top ratings from side2.no's fashion "eggspert"...

hahaha, I laugh in your face!

"hey, I want a dress that makes me look r e a l l y big,
and if I sleep until the party starts
I'll probably look well rested...right?"

ehrm...no?

"yay, I'm so cute and I get to dress up!"

"boobs out, stomach in, ass out, limp arm.

boobs out, stomach in, ass out, limp arm.

god, there's just sooooo many things to remember!!"

norway's no.1 media whore at yet another event...yaaawn.

the comeback

seriously, did we really need to see all this?

what the hell is it!?? any thoughts??

I believe we need to see a stylist's head roll

-I'll provide the guillotine!

spellemann

Talk about a drab and boring affair!

makes me extremely uninspired!

yet, these were the ones that stood out last night.

yeah..no.

someone give this poor lad some makeup tips!

my eyes! my eyes!!!!
warning: looking can induce vomiting


talk about drowning in animal print!
she's either a transvestite
or running one of oslo's many brothels...



oops!
the cutie pie "pulled a Donna Karan"
and missed again...

the workout

workouts can be both stylish and fun!

Just slip on a robe, grap a couple of radios

and you're all set!

And if you want to treat yourself,

keep the chocolate nearby...

funkeeee!

adding purple string to you hair

will draw the attention away

from hairloss and the hairdresser's appointment
you keep missing...

the sports gala 2009

oh, how I just love it when sportspeople

get to play dress-up!

jesus christ, flower girl!

you would have been better off

showing up in a teletubbie costume!

...and doesn't mr. klemetsen's hand look

just like Spongebob Squarepants??

"oooh, I have just the perfect dress
to make my head look really small...
pink is girly, right?"

oslonights - the worst of the best

oslonights.no made their picks for 2008...

some of which we hope never to see again:

xena, the warrior prince(ss) grabbing on tight

normally, this only applies to santa claus,
but I just feel the need to scream
"Ho Ho Ho!"


well, a suit cannot change the fact
that you're simply annoying


well, helloooo there, miss Grannypants!
waaaay too many things to say,
so I'll just go with:

"is that a dildo on your head,
or are you just happy to see me?"

is it a poodle or an afghan?

some december shit

and happy new year, y'all!

henriette lien felt the need

to add a third boob...for whatever reason.

miss scarlett left the glam behind
when she came to Oslo.
tin foil and greasy hair is obviously the way to go.

well, she's never been a paragon of style,

but i just had to include this shiteous mess.

allright...

after literally thousands of emails

begging me not to stop

(mixed in with some intriguing threats, which is always fun),

I might keep going for a while longer.

(I'm such a push-over, it's ridiculous!)

So, for December I leave you with a christmas angel.

Seriously, what was she thinking!?

Everyone can see that there's no way in hell

that bag would ever go with those socks...

Happy Holidays, bitches!

the end is nigh

yup, good people;

this may well be one of my last, if not the last entry.
there are oh so many bloggers out there

and blogging is just sooo last June.

truth is (or is it?), Psigny paid me a lot of money to shut it down.

after I called her a tree trunk.

anyway, I may or may not get back on
- we'll see what's being worn out there

and what tickles my fancy.

So thanks for stopping by

and for your comments throughout the year, y'all!

I leave you with a local pretty boy and his hardcore friend.
men in fur and flowers...it doesn't get more manly than that!

rhythm is gonna getcha

you can just smell the fish, can't you?

(doing a scale-joke would just be too easy)

this was just the perfect way
to hide the hideous
TenaLady pad...and still strap it in.

puh-lease!

would you really buy a book

with fashion advice from this group??

here we have a dominatrix,

a symphonic mess in blue,

an overrated greek goddess...and a tree trunk.

life can be so depressing sometimes.

Good Grief, it's the Garlic Girls!

"Look at me, look at me - I'm acting all natural!

Amish or not, I was simply born to pose!"

(pic: dagbladet)

bustin' out at hermés

he's as gorgeous as ever

(I'll forgive him the jacket just 'cuz he so purdy),

psigny's tight green taffeta-wrap-thing's

holdin' her puppies at bay, but

the roots, baby, the roots!

as for the third one...who cares.

(maybe she was there for puppy rescue)

the party: yaaawn...

(pic: oslonights.no)

snow white?

...or maybe her sister (as this one's obviously a drunk).
Aaaanyway,
the ice princess was spotted at this beer joint.
Thankfully, later she was mistaken for a polar bear.
By a polar bear.
we won't be seeing her again...

the pizza/fatso chick

what the hell, girl - what is this?!

what made you decide to attend your premiere

as an inuit biker-waitress?

Halloween's october 31, you know.

we love leather

especially when made into bat-winged jackets

with floral applications.

fleamarkets rule!

juice

so...
who's annoying the hell out of cast and crew
with her diva-like tendencies on set of her latest film,
always showing up late and unprepared?
we're not naming names, but...



(the dress isn't doing her any favors either...)

psongbird

I love my wife.

I think she looks gorgeous, I really do.

Seriously.

I mean it.

gorgeous!

Hiawatha's aunt...

...left her teepee for a sausage-hunt last week.