Vanessa Hudgens, Austin Butler
And before you scold me, yes, I know people wear all kinds of crazy stuff at Coachella to fight the heat, but I've been to Coachella and I somehow managed to avoid looking like I had just rolled old photos of Woodstock and Kate Moss at Glastonbury and then tried to smoke them.
Vanessa Hudgens
Seriously, I will never NOT laugh at this. She looks like she's about to drop down and pray to her clove-cigarette-smoking overlords that they will make a movie about a version of Wonder Woman who primarily stars in Massengill commercials.
Vanessa Hudgens
This is not great, but I'm showing you so that I can link to a photo that's not in our subscription of her in this exact getup but with a random headdress. It's quite special. She is such a misguided treasure.
Vanessa Hudgens
Nothing seems LESS appealing during the prospect of a desert concert than thigh-high tights.
Vanessa Hudgens, Austin Butler
Oh, Austin. Of COURSE you are wearing that shirt. Double points for the casual nip slip, although he has yet to plumb the Ryan Cabrera-like depths to which I know he's aspiring. Hang in there, grasshopper. You're on the right track for a Fug Madness 2013 push of your own. I smell a sleeper! And I do mean smell.