Biebs
The subtext of Bieber's entire Fug Madness run is essentially: WHAT IS UP WITH YOUR CROTCH?
Biebs
One day, Robot Biebs will RULE US ALL.
Biebs
We'll be under the mechanized control of his Bionic Bieber Arm. His BioBeArm.
Biebs
SERIOUSLY. Has no one told this child that when the crotch of your pants hangs to your knees, you look like you have whatever the leg version of Tyrannosaurus Rex arms is?
Biebs
The Biebs loves a bandana. I look forward to his line of swagged out bandanas, the Biebandana.
Biebs
With leather Biebandanas, for special formal bandana occasions. OBVIOUSLY.
Biebs
PLEASE LEAVE MY ALMA MATER OUT OF THIS.
Biebs
Every young man today longs for a jaunty pair of baggy leather trousers. Ask any of them.
Biebs
This is sincerely just brutal. Those pants look like they're actually a sweatershirt and he's stuck his legs through the arms. I saw that suggested in a Sassy once and even at that young age, I thought, "I love you Sassy but NO."
Biebs
And who, of course, can forget the time he went to meet the Prime Minister in overalls and a backwards cap? Even if you disagree with the politics of your country's leader, it's hard to argue that it's appropriate to meet him dressed like the lost member of Kriss Kross. If you feel that strongly, then maybe just politely decline to pose for the Thumbs Up picture, you know?
Gaga
"Don't mind me! Just running out to pick up a gallon of milk"
Gaga
Why so shy, girl?
Gaga
I seriously do not even want to know what this looks like if she stands up. I just don't. I can live the rest of my life without knowing.
Gaga
I mean, she IS the master of subtlety, no? No one will even notice her in this. It's certainly not designed to provoke a reaction. No. Not at all.
Gaga
AWKWARD. I'm ALSO wearing this right now.
Gaga
How else to mourn the death of your weird and fictional male alter-ego then in your best pink origami?
Gaga
AWKWARD. This is also how I get off planes.
Gaga
One day, in Fug Madness: Accessories, Biebandannas will go head to head with Gaga Wreath Face (She's Got One Like Nobody).