Fashion F*cks: Sarah Silverman Reminds Us Once Again Why She’s Someone to Laugh At

Dear Sarah Silverman,

Where do I begin?

Upon seeing you on the red carpet of the Met Costume Ball I began to wonder, “Who the fuck would be stupid enough to invite Sarah Silverman to the Met Costume Ball? I mean she has the style of a six-year old boy and without proper help from a stylist (which I pray you didn’t pay for considering the result) she will probably be the worst dressed of the night (you weren’t, that honor goes to Kimora Lee Simmons. More on her in the next post).”  But alas, someone did invite you and you did decide to hit the party.  Why didn’t Anna Wintour check the list and dis-invite you ala Rachael Zoe is anyones guess, but here you are hand on your hip other hand on your head wondering “How in the fuck did I get invited to this thing?” as you honestly should be considering.

While I would never judge you on your comedic timing (stating that prison guards were getting ready for Paris Hilton’s time in jail by painting dicks on the bars was truly inspired) your sense of style is completely out of touch. Like in the picture above, where you are wearing a) way too much clothes, b) something that would better be suited on a cow heading to the slaughter, and c) striped gloves you probably bagged from Jimbo.

I’ve almost figured out your superhero inspiration. I’m assuming it’s the bizarre Polka.Dot Man, who terrified Batman and Robin with his exploding periods. Hopefully that’s not a power you share with the villain (although with your love of sharting, abortions and faking the hiv, an explosive period probably isn’t too far from your stand-up potential).

So Sarah, please, please, please stop trying to look like you have any sense of style. You don’t. It’s sad yet true.  Funny girls cannot be hot.

Loves and Disses,

Daniel Saynt

PS. Your tits look awesome. So, I’ve got to give you that much.

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