Darlings, is there anything worse than having a friend in desperate need of a style overhaul? Perhaps. But it’s still a tragedy in my book to have to look at someone so beloved when they look so … blah. My dear Travie McCoy turned up at the Jingle Ball looking like he’d wandered out of bed and robbed a toddler for his hat along the way.
T, please shore up that scruff, put on a proper suit and shine like the star you are…XOXO.




