Hilary Duff’s Getting Physical
October 22, 2007 by Liberty Kontranowski
Filed under Actresses, Dresses, Fashion Miss, Hair
Augh! Flashbacks! Hurting My Eyes…Need Drink
Okay, here’s what went down after an old seventies and early-eighties icon saw this pic…
Briiiiiiiiing.
“Hi, this is Hilary.”
Heavy breathing.
“Hello? Hello, this is Hilary. Is anyone there?”
“Uh, yeah. This is Olivia.”
“Olivia? Olivia who?”
“Olivia Newton John, honey.” Pissed off sigh.
“Oh, uh, hi. What up?”
“What up is that I rocked that look well before you were even a zygote and I’d appreciate you leaving it to the pros, my dear. Go get your own look, you…you punk-bitch rip off.”
“‘Scuse me? I’m sorry Mrs. Johnson. I’m afraid I don’t understand…”
“Kids. Damn kids.” Xanadu cues up in the background.
Click.
“Who the f*** was that raggedy old douche bag? Damn. Take a pill, lady.”
Isn’t that sweet? Now, let’s see what may have prompted the disgruntled Ms. Newton John to make such a harassing call:
- The turquoise. Not seafoam, not ocean, not any cool or hip blue/green color. This is downright turquoise, dahlings. Yick.
- The black boob-tube. Classic eighties.
- Skin-tight spandex. Need I say more?
- Monster black belt, neck-straining earrings, and gigantic hair. Gah.
- Britney-dangerous skirt length.
Yeah, I can see why Olivia was irked. And this purple light in the background sure ain’t helping much. The only redeeming factor? Her great stems and tight bootie, plus a toned upper body. But still. This look sux. Let’s leave it behind, Hil, with it’s rightful owner. Mrs. Johnson.
What’s so scary is I remember sleeping over at a friend’s house as a ten year old watching Xanadu and worshiping Olivia Newton-John…
God I loved Olivia. Love Xanadu, Grease, even that dumb movie about God flooding the earth (what was that movie?). But she had terrible fashion and this post is right on. It does not translate to now any better.
Who didn’t love Ms. John? Puh-leeze. Even dudes loved her.
BUT, that was then…Hil is now. This post was a gentle reminder, I hope. Gawd, let’s hope.
LOL. just another proof of why I never liked Hickory-dickory-doo!