Have no fear. I didn’t forget about the worst-dressed Australian Open players, as much as I might like to. There really were some doozies this year, although I suspect our first nominee will run away with this thing. Continue reading “Australian Open Worst Dressed, with Bonus Academy Award Poll”
I’m trying to catch up on my New Year’s resolution to write at least three posts a month. Today’s post counts toward January’s total. Am I allowed to do that? Of course I am. It’s my blog.
The ladies at this year’s Australian Open runway didn’t disappoint. Nobody blew me away, mind you. But it was a respectable showing for the year’s first Slam. Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: Australian Open Best-Dressed Woman”
Yup, I know. It’s Sunday, not Friday. Not only that, but this Best-Dressed Man post should have run nine days ago, not two. What can I say? Disorganization is part of my overall charm.
So without further ado, let’s get to our nominees… Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: Australian Open Best-Dressed Man”
It’s that time again! The day we vote on the worst-dressed at the US Open! I’m all tingly with excitement.
I should note that as I’m selecting my nominees, I’m dressed in old baggy boot-cut jeans, a shapeless red shirt and purple sneakers:
Yup, blogging isn’t all glamour, folks. If I played at the Open, I’d be nominee #1 for this blog.
Instead, we have these three worthy candidates. Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: Worst-Dressed Award for the US Open (2019)”
Warm up your voting fingers, people. It’s time for another best-dressed poll!
The men couldn’t do much to jazz up their Wimbledon whites. What a snooze-fest. As usual, it’s up to the ladies to show them how it’s done. Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: 2019 Wimbledon Best-Dressed Woman”
Can it really be time for another best-dressed-at-a-slam award? Wimbledon comes fast on the heels of the French Open, all the more so when you’re writing a tennis blog.
We’re supposed to be voting on the men today, but every time I check out the men’s photos, my eyes glaze over. White shorts and white short-sleeve tee. White shorts and tee. White shorts and tee. It’s too boring for words.
There was a little red trim on Jo-Wilfried Tsonga’s outfit today. Let’s just call this one for him and move on to a more interesting face-off: the Ladies of the Royal Box.
From what I can glean from the tabloid covers, the two loveliest royals have been feuding lately over…well, I can’t imagine what. Who gets the fattest wardrobe budget? Who gets to wear the tallest tiara? What could they possibly have to complain about?
Actually, one of them will have something to complain about, because one of them is about to lose this poll. Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: Best Dressed Princess at Wimbledon”
(***Or, Tuesday Tennis Togs Take-down?)
Shame on me for letting our worst-dressed award day pass by without a poll. Saying I was busy is a poor excuse because snarking at fugly clothes should be my top priority, even more than improving my tennis game.
Let’s not waste any more time, then. Our nominees for worst-dressed player at the French Open are [drum roll]: Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off***: French Open Worst-Dressed Award”
Hurray for the second Friday of a slam, the day when we get to vote for the best-dressed woman! I’m so excited for today’s Fashion Face-off I haven’t even watched the Rafa-Roger semi yet. Is it over? Did it get rained out? Is Rafa still in contention for title #12?
No, don’t tell me! I’m going to watch it right after I post.
So here’s a strange thing. We have three stylish American nominees today…yet I wouldn’t wear a single one of these outfits. What’s my problem, anyway? I’m the same way with jewelry. I like it in the store. And I like it on other people. But I don’t like it on me. Weird, right? Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-Off: French Open 2019 Best-Dressed Woman”
We’ve reached the first Friday of the current Slam, the time when we’d normally be considering the nominees for the best-dressed man. I’ve been looking for nominees–truly I have–but they’re plum hard to find this year. The best we may be able to hope for is most adequately dressed man.
Let’s muddle through with what we have, shall we? Continue reading “Friday Fashion Face-off: 2019 French Open Best-Dressed Man”