The Fuglies: Round II
FUG MUG Fridays rages on! Last week's fugliness wasn't enough, so this week I'm turning it up. This week it's all about THE LADIES. Guess your favorite bloggers. Still haven't submitted your picture? Submit now! Email: papatv [at] yahoo [dot] com and tell us what inspired your fuglosity.
FUG MUG #4:
Inspiration: this one probably is 1st/2nd, so I was about 6 years old, which would be about 1979. My excuse for this picture is that my mom decided on my clothing. And she cut my hair. And I'm pretty sure that I didn't choose my glasses, although since it's a small town and the only optometrist was about 90 years old, there probably wasn't much of a selection of the current stylish eye wear fashions. Current meaning 1978, which means it was the 70's. (The 1970's, not the 1870's, which is a whole other explanation for my fugliness). Yeah, blame it on the 70's and my mom.
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Give it up for FM#4. I asked for BOLD, and she came full guns blazing. I admire that. Go check her out.
FUG MUG #5:
Inspiration: This might be my real hair, this might be a wig. I like to wear wigs.
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FUG MUG #6:
Inspiration: Behold the pure fuglosity of my fifth grade photo. As if one view wasn't bad enough, it was executed in the pensive side-by-side style that was popular so briefly in the 70s when everyone was stoned AND blinded from the color of the clothing they were wearing. Am I a boy or a girl? Hard to tell in this, isn't it? The only clue that tips the scales in favor of my double x chromosomes would be the tablecloth that my intrepid mother refashioned into some sort of blouse.
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FUG MUG #7:
Inspiration: Stand over there. No, over there. Take off that purple sock! Okay, fine!
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FUG MUG #8:
Inspiration: I had gone for a walk in the woods behind our house with my dad that day, along with our German Shepherd, Heidi. I was probably thinking how much I enjoyed being outdoors and with my two favorite "people" on earth. My dad was a hunter and I didn't care much for that, but sometimes he would take us kids target shooting and we'd shoot cans out in the woods, and it was a blast. At that moment I was probably thinking I'm a lucky kid. As for the outfit? My mother made me wear it. Seriously. She was from Germany and her friends and family would send all this weird shit for me to wear, which of course kept me THIS CLOSE to getting my ass kicked all through school. Maybe that's why I'm evil now. Heh.
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Next Fuglies: September 19, 2008
-- PAPA
Shit, I meant to send you a photo. Next week!
Posted by: Rhi | September 12, 2008 at 08:58 AM
Holy Crapfugola! That first picture up there? When I saw it, I thought - how'd she get that picture of me??? Yeah. My husband walked in and saw it and asked, "Is that you?". Not. Kidding.
This is hilarious. Gonna have to get a picture to ya...
Still laughing...
Posted by: jennyonthespot | September 12, 2008 at 09:54 AM
Somehow I feel like Maggie and I are more at fault since it seems like we intentionally chose these looks rather than having them foisted on us.
Posted by: Jenny, the bloggess | September 12, 2008 at 10:26 AM
You need to do this every day... it boosts my self esteem.;)
Posted by: Sam (The Edge Of Insanity) | September 12, 2008 at 10:36 AM
Ugh...I look even worse in html pages....HA! Guess I should've included the dog, huh? At least they would have had something attractive to look at!
LOL
Posted by: Evil Genius | September 12, 2008 at 11:09 AM
Lace collars and bowl cuts. Yum.
Posted by: All Adither | September 12, 2008 at 11:22 AM
Wow. Now that I look at that first one again, just wow, it's way worse than I thought! That shirt is pretty bad, too. I never got the whole idea of a lace collar with that shirt. And why couldn't they match the stripes? And I forgot to mention the teeth. They weren't always that uneven, I was still growing! I'm missing 2 teeth at the top and one of the HUGE front teeth hadn't finished coming in yet.
Poor jennyonthespot. I can't imagine more than 1 with this brand of fugliness out there! Although I'm completely sure she couldn't have been this fug.
Posted by: penny | September 12, 2008 at 11:53 AM
Oh my god, I laughed so hard I cried, I sweartagawd. I see Maggie and Jenny, but I don't know who the other ones are... am I missing the part where you tell us who is who? And I MUST get you a pic... my glasses put Maggie's to SHAME. oh yeah baby.
xo!
b.
Posted by: just beth | September 12, 2008 at 12:15 PM
Came your way via Manager Mom. I HAVE to participate in this fugfest next week. I'm sure I have plenty of pix to choose from!
Posted by: merlotmom | September 12, 2008 at 12:46 PM
Heh, another great round of entries. Bravo, ladies, bravo!
Posted by: Karl | September 12, 2008 at 01:36 PM
Holy crap this is amazing. My favorite has to be the side by side portraits which HAS to be the glamor of Olan Mills...
Posted by: texasholly @ June Cleaver Nirvana | September 12, 2008 at 04:28 PM
Um, I love this. Love the Dorothy Hammil hair in the first photo. I totally know who one of these ladies is, but I won't spoil it here!
Posted by: jenboglass (steenkybee) | September 12, 2008 at 05:09 PM
The fugly is magnificant this week! Fugtastic, if you will. Must go on a fug hunt this weekend and see what evil I can send your way. How I pray I can dig up the one where I'm blending into the couch with the fine, fine plaid shirt I had on. Or the classic Olan Mills engagement pose photo with my sister. That fugly would melt the Internets.
Posted by: foradifferentkindofgirl (fadkog) | September 12, 2008 at 08:10 PM
Can I pout? I want to pout. I think I will. My picture won't win and I'm not gonna get nothin' cool from Papa. WAHHHH!
Heh. Just kidding!
Posted by: preTzel | September 13, 2008 at 09:32 AM
Oooh! I know the second one. I think. I bet that's her first "confidence wig". But maybe I'm wrong. Are we supposed to blurt out our guesses?
I was a cuter kid than I am adult so I'd be scared to send my photos in. I'd think, "But that's when I was cute! Imagine what they'd say now!" And I'm already having to see a shrink. Don't want to make things worse.
Posted by: WhenSheWorePonytails | September 13, 2008 at 09:40 AM
Oh, I have one in mind...I KNOW IT! Now I must find it...or maybe not.
Posted by: Anissa@Hope4Peyton | September 14, 2008 at 05:09 PM
I think maybe Jenny and I were separated at birth. I'm sure Beth isn't the only one who will think that glasses pic is me. But no, I'm rockin' socks-over-jeans look, pre-astigmatism.
Dude, this idea is so awesome. I'm loving it.
Posted by: maggie, dammit | September 15, 2008 at 07:41 AM
quality, made me laugh out loud!
Posted by: SSG | September 16, 2008 at 03:42 PM