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Mr. Blackwell has released his list of the worst-dressed ladies in Hollywood in 2007. While Victoria Beckham topped the list, Mary-Kate Olsen cam in third!

“YIKES! In layers of cut-rate kitsch, Mary Kate’s look is hard to explain,” Blackwell wrote in a press release today, “she resembles a tattered toothpick-trapped in a hurricane!”

“This past year stands out as one of the most disastrous fashion years in recent memory-as well as being a particularly eye-popping moment in Tinsel-Town where several worst-dressed repeat offenders suffered collective meltdowns.”

“From pop Princesses to movie stars to “It” girls on their way “Out,” this catastrophic crop of couture clowns are truly tragic in the design department. Let it be said, however, that my criticisms are based purely on their fashion flaws-I’m sure they’re all wonderful people beneath the deluge of dreck they drape themselves in.”

I guess Blackwell isn’t one for originality! The girls who topped his best dressed list this year–Angelina Jolie, Reese Witherspoon, and� Katie Holmes–are gorgeous, fashionable women, but are short on that personal style and pizzazz MK has!Other worst dressed winners included� Amy Winehouse,� Kelly Clarkson,� Jessica Simpson� and� Avril Lavigne.

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Is Victoria Not So Posh?
X17 Online,California- 6 hours ago
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X17 Mobile', FULLHTML);" onclick="fireMyPopup()" onmouseout="nd();"> It seems the most popular Spice Girl has topped Mr. Blackwell's 48th Annual Worst-Dressed Women List. He says of Victoria Beckham: "Forget the fashion spice - wearing a skirt would suffice! In one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty posh can really wreck-em." Amy Winehouse, Mary-Kate Olsen, Jessica Simpson and Lindsay Lohan also appeared on the list. Is it just me or does it seem a tad harsh for Victoria to be number one? Mr. Blackwell declined to put Britney Spears on the list because he felt it was "inappropriate." He added, "I hope 2008 is a better year for her." That was very respectful of him!

The masked man who makes fashion-focused celebs quiver annually with his poison pen, Mr. Blackwell, has released his take on 2007's worst fashion offenders. Britney Spears was spared this year ("I felt that it was inappropriate at this time to make comment, when her personal life is in such upheaval. I hope 2008 is a better year for her," says Mr. Blackwell. Care to comment, Dr. Phil?). From least offensive to most offensive, Blackwell's sartorial derelicts of the year are: Alison Arngrim [Who? -Ed], Lindsay Lohan, Jessica Simpson, Avril Lavigne, Eva Green, Kelly Clarkson, Fergie, Mary Kate Olsen, Amy Winehouse, and Victoria Beckham. And while we've never missed an opportunity to mock any of these girls' outfits when deserving, even we aren't quick to be all-out haters that easily. Which is why, after the jump, we present the best looks of the year from the few, the proud, the Mr. Blackwell's Worst-Dressed 2007.

Victoria Beckham: A new-age Annie Hall! They don't call the girl "posh" for nothing.

Amy Winehouse: Somewhat precious, yet somehow still manages to channel Billie Holliday. No one sings the blues today quite like Amy.

Mary-Kate Olsen: We always thought no one could look good in white. We were wrong.

Fergie: If only she would always stick to structured and sweet looks like this!

Kelly Clarkson: We never met a dress with pockets we didn't like.

Eva Green: va-Va-VA-VOOOOOM

Avril Lavigne: Hey, at least she's not wearing combat boots or anything plaid.

Jessica Simpson: Who knew J.Simp had tailored and classic in her?!

Lindsay Lohan: The cooter is covered, the color is divine.

Alison Angrim: Oh come on - this bitch was last on TV decades ago - why does Mr. Blackwell even care about her?

[All photos via FilmMagic and Bauer Griffin.]

Victoria Beckham Tops Worst-Dressed List [AP]
Posh Spice Tops Mr. Blackwell's Worst-Dressed List [US Weekly]

Who is this catty old queen? This relic is always releasing this list as if it's as important as People's "25 Sexiest Hoes" issue. Is it for a magazine? Maybe this meant something way back when Hedda Hopper was his best gal friend and they drank sidecars and got water from the well and he lost his lover in the Hindenberg disaster. But damn, this queen is naming Nellie from "Little House On The Prairie"? What did she ever do to him? She's alive and on the red carpet? Anyway, keep reading after the jump for what he had to say about everybody.

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Mr. Blackwell's top 10 worst dressed list is after the jump.

10.) Alison Arngrim: "Little Nellie of the prairie, looks like a 1940's fashion editor for the Farmers Almanac."

9.) Lindsay Lohan: "Lindsay the fashion frenzy strikes again! Lohan takes fashion to a new low."

8.) Jessica Simpson: "Forget the Cowboys. In prom queen screams, can it get any worse? She's a global fashion curse!"

7.) Avril Lavigne: "Gothic make-up courtesy the mad spatula-Fashions provided by.. The house of Dracula!"

6.) Eva Green: "Stuck in neon nightmares not fit for the sane. Fashion this loud could give Bond a migraine! A profusion of confusion from toes to nose!"

5.) Kelly Clarkson: "Her heavenly voice soars above the rest... but those belly-baring bombs are hellish at best! She may be the queen of 'Pro-Active' - but that wardrobe looks downright radioactive!"

4.) Fergie: "Another style-free 'Fergie' in fashion's hall of shame? Yes, when it comes to couture chaos, guess it's all in a name!"

3.) Mary Kate Olsen: "YIKES! In layers of cut-rate kitsch, Mary Kate's look is hard to explain... she resembles a tattered toothpick-trapped in a hurricane!"

2.) Amy Winehouse: "Exploding beehives above...tacky polka-dots below... she's part 50's car-hop horror."

1.) Victoria Beckham: "Forget the fashion spice - wearing a skirt would suffice! In one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty posh can really wreck-em."

The fashion community is torn over Victoria Beckham. The New York Times' Cathy Horyn has heaped scorn on her both in print and in her blog, but W and Elle have put the former and once-again Spice Girl on their covers. Mr. Blackwell, whose infamous annual Worst Dressed List was released today, has no such reservations. Yahoo News reports that the designer-turned-critic put Beckham at the top of his list, saying, "In one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty Posh can really wreck-em." He's just as vicious about Mary-Kate Olsen: "She resembles a tattered toothpicktrapped in a hurricane." Olsen, whose new lines The Row and Elizabeth and James are doing gangbusters, is laughing all the way to the bank.

I am a huge fan of Victoria Beckham, so I am very disappointed that she topped Mr. Blackwell annual "Worst Dressed Celebrity List"

The fact that she was above singer Amy Winehouse at number 2 is an absolute disgrace. Of Amy he said, "Exploding beehives above, tacky polka-dots below, she's part 50's carhop horror."

Mary Kate Olsen was third. Fergie was fourth, followed by Kelly Clarkson, Eva Green, Avril Lavigne, Jessica Simpson, and Lindsay Lohan.

He said that Victoria "Wears one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty Posh can really wreck 'em."

I love you girl.

On the flipside, Blackwell also released a Fabulous Fashion Independents list that included Reese Witherspoon, Jemima Khan, Beyonce (he has to be kidding me), Angelina Jolie, Helen Mirren, Nicole Kidman, Katie Holmes, Kate Middleton, Katherine Heigl and Cate Blanchett.

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Above is a picture of Eva Green, Posh and Little Nellie from Little House on the Prairie. The three of them are on Mr. Blackwell's 48th Annual Worst-Dressed list. That old bat needs to give it up. Eva Green?! He's fucking lost it. If I was a woman....ok, if I was a biological woman I'd dress exactly like Eva. She is the most glamorous woman in the world. She should be on the best list and she should be the only one on that list. Mr. Blackwell forgot to put himself on his own list, because he's looking beat! He also included Little Nellie which is totally bizarre, but whatever. It's his party. Here's his list:

10.) Alison Arngrim: "Little Nellie of the prairie, looks like a 1940's fashion editor for the Farmers Almanac."

9.) Lindsay Lohan: "Lindsay the fashion frenzy strikes again! Lohan takes fashion to a new low."

8.) Jessica Simpson: "Forget the Cowboys. In prom queen screams, can it get any worse? She's a global fashion curse!"

7.) Avril Lavigne: "Gothic make-up courtesy the mad spatula-Fashions provided by.. The house of Dracula!"

6.) Eva Green: "Stuck in neon nightmares not fit for the sane. Fashion this loud could give Bond a migraine! A profusion of confusion from toes to nose!"

5.) Kelly Clarkson: "Her heavenly voice soars above the rest... but those belly-baring bombs are hellish at best! She may be the queen of 'Pro-Active' – but that wardrobe looks downright radioactive!"

4.) Fergie: "Another style-free 'Fergie' in fashion's hall of shame? Yes, when it comes to couture chaos, guess it's all in a name!"

3.) Mary Kate Olsen: "YIKES! In layers of cut-rate kitsch, Mary Kate's look is hard to explain... she resembles a tattered toothpick-trapped in a hurricane!"

2.) Amy Winehouse: "Exploding beehives above…tacky polka-dots below... she's part 50's car-hop horror."

1.) Victoria Beckham: "Forget the fashion spice - wearing a skirt would suffice! In one skinny-mini monstrosity after another, pouty posh can really wreck-em."

Last year's #1 loser, Britney Spears, was left off his list, because he said she needs a break. Isn't that nice of him. But EVA GREEN?! If you ask me most of the women on his worst-dressed belong on his best. At least they take chances. His best-dressed list is filled with bores like Reese Witherspoon, Nicole Kidman, Angelina Jolie, Katie Holmes, Beyonce, Helen Mirren, Katherine Heigl and some other hags.

EVA GREEN?!

Source: UsWeekly

Self appointed style icon Victoria Beckham tops Mr. Blackwell’s annual Worst-Dressed list.

The 86-year-old fashion critic disses Posh for wearing one “skinny-mini monstrosity after another.”

Amy Winehouse ranks second on the list for her “exploding beehives” and “tacky polka-dots.”

Mary Kate Olsen is third. She’s described as a “tattered toothpick trapped in a hurricane.”

Fergie’s number four, followed by Kelly Clarkson, Eva Green, Avril Lavigne, Jessica Simpson, Lindsay Lohan and Alison Arngrim.

Britney Spears has made the list in the past, but Mr. Blackwell says he gave her a break this year because her “personal life is in such upheaval.”

Blackwell also released a Fabulous Fashion Independents list that included Reese Witherspoon, Jemima Khan, Beyonce, Angelina Jolie, Helen Mirren, Nicole Kidman, Katie Holmes, Kate Middleton, Katherine Heigl and Cate Blanchett.

Our thoughts?

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Another year, another Worst-Dressed List from the infamous Mr. Blackwell, who singles out his “Ten Titans of Taste-Free Terrors” from 2007 for his 48th Annual List. Topping his list is Victoria Beckham, whom he calls out for her “skinny-mini monstrosities”. Next up is Amy Winehouse, whom he calls a “part 50’s car-hop horror,” and Mary-Kate Olsen, whom Blackwell says “she resembles a tattered toothpick-trapped in a hurricane.” Ouch! Also making the list: Fergie, Kelly Clarkson, Eva Green, Avril Lavigne, Jessica Simpson, Lindsay Lohan and Alison Arngrim. But the fashion critic does offer this salve to the style-challenged, explaining “Let it be said, however, that my criticisms are based purely on their fashion flaws — I’m sure they’re all wonderful people beneath the deluge of dreck they drape themselves in.”

Mr. Blackwell also singles out the women he finds truly fashionable. Reese Witherspoon, Jemima Khan, Beyonce, Angelina Jolie, Helen Mirren, Nicole Kidman, Katie Holmes, Kate Middleton, Katherine Heigl and Cate Blanchett all make the cut. And for those of you who might be surprised that Britney Spears didn’t make a repeat performance, Mr. Blackwell explains “I felt that it was inappropriate at this time to make comment, when her personal life is in such upheaval. I hope 2008 is a better year for her.”

Tell us: Do you agree with Mr. Blackwell’s list? Is Posh truly the worst dressed star in Hollywood?

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Ashley Olsen was decked out in all black while running some errands in Beverly Hills on January 6. I wonder what’s in the dress bag!

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Mary Kate & Jared @ AnotherMagazine (GJ) - Arriving in Switzerland


Jared: Technically it was summer but the brisk air that rolled down the sides of the Engadin mountains and rushed through the narrow streets of St. Moritz made it feel like the middle of winter. The climate was ideal for squeezing in snowboarding, hiking, and even collecting snow to make southern snow-cream. Jared felt relaxed in the atmosphere, not only because he pulled a few strings and spent perhaps more than he should on the lodging, but because he had he freedom of not being on tour. The musician sat inside by one of the many windows that overlooked the lake of St. Moritz from the top tier of the Badrutt's Palace resort. Eliza was somewhere, probably checking out the other floors of the place, or enjoying a dive in the indoor pool. Silently, he sat there in thought while sipping the dark soy chocolate milk with whip cream and cinnamon. He waited, patiently, or at least how patient a Leto could be, for Emma and one of his bodyguard to pick MK up from the airport. Normally he would go get her but with the surprising popularity there and his need for a low key environment, he didn't want to bring any more attention to the three of them then needed-be.

Mary Kate: The flight was long, she knew it would be but it had been so long since she'd flown alone anywhere that it just made it feel longer. She tried to sleep through most of it, but out of the ten hour flight she only managed to get about four in total. She was hoping she would see him at the airport when she arrived, but wasn't disappointed when she didn't just more anxious. She thanked the accompanying bodyguard as he assisted her with the piece of luggage that was almost as big as she was. Mary Kate began to doze again in the car, getting a nudge from Emma when they arrived. And all the exhaustion seemed to roll off her back as she realized how close Jared was to her right then. She tried to be patient and not look like a giddy little school girl as they led her up to her room. She got out her phone, biting her lip as she smiled. Sending a simple message. 'I'm here come love me.'

Jared: Jared sat at the table with his hot chocolate. One leg was crossed over the other while long brunette hair flowed over his shoulders. He finally looked healthy again. His skin acquired a tan while in Australia and in Europe but being in the cool climate of Paris and Switzerland caused him to become slightly lighter again. Even with this he still had a healthy glow to his skin. Freshly shaven, he was looking more like the Jared she knew before he grew sick. His attention moved from the glistening lake towards his Blackberry that vibrated on the surface of the polished table. Picking it up, he read the message. Softly he smiled while reading over the small words. It took no time at all for him to uncross his legs, push himself up from the architectural chair, and to walk the distance that was the expanse of the common area between his room and Eliza's. Mere seconds later both his bodyguard and Emma sent him messages to inform him that they were there. He grabbed his keycard from the table so he could exit the hotel room. His footsteps were silenced by the carpeted floors but his long strides seemed to be exaggerated since he was in a rush to get downstairs in the lobby before they reached the elevator. Once in the elevator car he looked at his reflection in the polished metal, straightening out his hair a bit with his fingers, he waited. The dings signified the descent until they reached the lobby. Stepping off he straightened out his black button down vest that was left unbuttoned and white t-shirt that was over not-so-tight black jeans. He stood out in a place like that where everyone was pompous, insanely rich, and studded with international dignitaries and stars. He felt that it would be the most calming since they were use to that clientele but no one would bother him. It was easy for him to spot out MK, and, when he did he immediately walked over to her quicker and smiled brightly, "Hey you!" He didn't care if his tone wasn't exactly hushed.

Mary Kate: As she moved through the lobby, she dropped her phone down into her purse and pushed her sunglasses up on her head.. She knew him, but she had no idea that he'd have rushed down to meet her in the lobby. As she looked up there he was approaching her with a quick stride in his step. Her smile was wide and eyes bright. She didn't care about anything else in that moment; it had been months since she'd seen him, months since she'd been able to see those eyes right in front of her. she dropped her purse, forgetting it for a moment as she wrapped her thin arms around his shoulders and pulled him against her as she let out an excited squeal. Her eyes closed tight as she embraced him, she didn't want to stop. She didn't care who was looking, what anyone thought, just so long as she didn't have to let go yet. Her heels - almost always too big for her anyway, were slipping off her heels as she got as high up on her toes as she could. She inhaled deep against his natural looking hair, he smelled the same, it was something that stayed the same as everything else changed, and the realization of that was calming to her.

Jared: Jared had little to no intentions of letting her go right away. He held her for a while, the two of them hugging in the lobby, "You're going to deafen me," he teased. That little bit of sarcasm tainted everything he said. "I'll have to give you a tour tomorrow but I'm still regretting not having coffee or a red bull this morning," he confessed. Although he was in a relaxing environment, he found himself battling insomnia, taking naps during the day, and talking to Eliza until the sun rose.

Mary Kate: Mary Kate let out a contented sigh, sliding a hand into his hair as she turned her head to the side and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek before she eased up her grip. Her arms were still draped around him, but not nearly as snug. "You can go without hearing for a couple days." She teased him right back. "Tours can wait; you know what I want to do first." She continued, eyes shining as she watched his while speaking of the one thing she'd been talking about doing since he left in the first place. Just curling up and cuddling with him. Sure all they did was talk, but there was something much more substantial about talking when you could actually see the other's expressions, feel them and just lay with them.

Jared: Jared knew it would be in his best interest to neither object nor waste time in the lavish lobby. Although the room was beautiful, his eyes remained transfixed on the young woman who stood before him. Her smile and excitement was infectious. If they stood their any longer, he knew she would threaten to either ask for a piggy-back ride or another death-grip hug. With a little chuckle, he kissed her cheek and stood to his normal height. He tucked some of his auburn and bistre colored locks. His stage look with the dyed hair, excessive eyeliner, and clothes that showed how lithe his body was at the time seemed to leave once tour was over. He traded his rocker look for a more laid back, average Joe, actor-Jared. "If you want some hot chocolate or something to eat I can have room service bring it up for us." One of his hands slid in his jean pocket while they walked together. Emma and his bodyguard followed behind with Emma texting and his bodyguard graciously carrying MK's bag with ease. Then again, his bodyguard looked as if he could double as Jared's personal trainer -which he did at times during tour. The quartet walked in to the hotel where a person, sharply dressed, allowed them to enter.

Mary Kate: As his hand slid into his pocket, she slid hers past his elbow. She wanted to keep him close, at least for a little while, trying her hardest to make up for all the lost time, for the time between that was so angry. She was used to a body guard around, but hers never carried her bag, so she was sure to look the large man right in the eyes to give him a very sincere thank you. Mary Kate had staying in many beautiful places in her traveling, but this one took her breath away. She would be sure to tell Elijah all about it later, even show him a few photos. She looked up to Jared as the 'sharp dressed' man opened the door for them. "I may have to check the room service menu then..." She tells him with a smirk. "The airline food was wretched and I wasn't in Paris long enough to get anything substantial to eat."

Jared: "Anything you can imagine, I'm sure they know how to make here," he said casually, looking over at the guy who already knew what button to push for them. Jared leaned against the polished metal wall to where the railing pressed in to his lower back. The applied pressure on the sharp curve of his back felt nice, a little too nice. His eyes closed to where his long lashes rested on his soft pale cheeks. A low short hum passed his lips when the elevator car began to move. He never fancied elevators but he grew use to them after a while. It was one of those things that is better left unsaid. His eyes re-opened only to see the numbers increase until they reached their desired floor in no time. Stepping off he thanked the man and handed him and undisclosed amount for the time. He didn't like the luxury hotel fool him, anyone cleaning or working it who wasn't behind a desk or in a high position made only a smidge more than those who worked as car valets. It was the worse, to see this world that they could only work in instead of relax in. He appreciated people like that, far more then people would. It was the spoiled people he looked down on. The musician led MK to his door where he slipped the keycard in before opening the door. Emma slipped in next to him with her blue eyes fixed on her own blackberry. The two walked, talked, and acted similar. That's what happened to people when they spent a lot of time around him. He had one of those personalities that was bound to rub off on a person sooner or later. Emma sat down in a chair but not before she looked over at Jared and mentioned his step-father had called, Carl. He gave a bit of a frown but simply nodded to acknowledge the message. He wasn't bothering with that right now. "So, this is the place," he said, stepping further in to the expansive hotel room. The magnificent view overlooked the lake that Jared was planning to go out on before the vacation was over. "Now you see why I'm always in the hotel room" his thought was cut off by Emma who pointed towards her blackberry. Whenever he turned off his own phone, people tended to call Emma.

Mary Kate: "I'm craving steamed asparagus so bad." She mumbled on the way up. She watched him for a moment as he leaned back in the elevator and looked more relaxed than she could remember seeing him. It wasn't too shocking for her that Emma acted so much like him; she knew how infectious he could be. She actually found the similarities kind of cute in a way. She shifted her large purse against her shoulder as she moved behind him into the hotel room, looking around in awe. "This place is...amazing." She spoke softly. She toed out of her heels near the door, letting her feet free from them and shrinking back down to her 5'1" status. She moved immediately past him towards the window, looking out with a wide smile and nodding slightly as he began to speak about always being in the room. She felt like she was in another world for a moment, like her 'real world' didn't exist for the time being, just this place and him. She slowly turned to see Emma motioning to her phone and her eyes moved back to Jared. "You can turns yours back on if you want to, it won't offend me, baby. I know you're addicted to it." She offered him a small smile, stepping back over to him. "So, where is my room?" She asked him, dying to get out of the clothes she'd been in since the night before, feeling dingy.

Jared: Jared pulled out his blackberry and turned it on, "Sorry..." he apologized. It wasn't that he necessarily was addicted to the device --which he was-- but people always called him or one of the people that were close to him to try to get in contact with him. He checked his messages quickly before turning it off again since he didn't want to be rude. He would check it later when he was alone. "It's amazing out here, it's curing a bit of the writer's block I've been having but Eliza's had me in bed often since she's been out here." He noticed how that would sound, after, it already left his mouth. "Meaning... naps and resting," he clarified so there wouldn't be any mixed messages. He walked a little closer to her so he could enjoy the view as well. The man still had one hand in his pocket while the other scratched at his chin lightly. When he heard her ask...about the room he pointed towards one of the walls to signify she was just next door. He was smart enough to get the room that didn't share a wall with the bedroom since he knew she didn't need to hear Eliza late at night or in the morning when they woke up. He chuckled a bit at the thought of that and as much as he assumed that was an inner thought, that smirk of his let it be known his thoughts were impure.

Mary Kate: "Naps and resting...mmhmm. That's sweet. But let's not deny what all you do while being kept in bed, and that you don't mind one bit. She reached up, poking his nose. "I know you, Bub. And it's alright." She gave him a slightly playful grin. "This is just what I needed." She continues, changing the subject. "Thank you again." Her eyes locked onto his as she spoke sincerely. Mary Kate walked over to where her bag has been sat on the floor. "I need to change." She pulled the handle on the bag up, ready to roll it towards her room. "I think these jeans may be attaching themselves to my skin...and that can't be healthy." She mumbles, reaching down to pick up her shoes, not wanting them back on her feet again. "Come with?" She asked innocence in her eyes. The offer was platonic, despite that she'd be changing - the point to her was that she'd be changing into something utterly comfortable and climbing into what she would assume to be a large bed and she wanted him to be in it when she did.

Jared: "You can change in my room if you want," he since it was right there although he mentally surveyed the room to make sure it wasn't too messy. He kept his place neat for the most part but he was in there working on some songs so paper was most likely on the bed --something that could be easily picked up. "And it takes time to get use to tight jeans," he should know. Jared ignored her comment about her knowing more went on than sleeping since they both already knew what happened down that road. He walked towards his bedroom, picking up a hair tie that was on the table next to his cup that once held hot chocolate. He tied his mane of hair back in a messy ponytail before taking off his vest. He wanted to relax as well so he kicked off his shoes when he grew closer to the bed. "Fresh sheets so don't worry."

Mary Kate: She couldn't help the tiny giggles that slipped out as he spoke of fresh sheets. "Well thank god, I'd hate to know what I'd be crawling into otherwise." She tells him, mocking disgust with her facial expression, but the tiny giggles continued. She drug her bag into his room for the time being, pushing it over on the floor to kneel down beside it an unzip. She fumbled through until she found the pants she loved. "I'm used to tight jeans, baby. Just not wearing the same pair for almost fourteen hours." She tells him, glancing over her shoulder at him. She dug around a bit more and pulled out an old yet still quite snug tank top. He'd seen her naked before, but as she pushed the door closed to change, she kept her back to him as she tugged off her shirt and bra to pull on the tank. She turned back as she unbuttoned the jeans, seeming to be tugging them off her hips as if it was a hard task. She kicked them towards her suitcase before pulling on the red plaid pants that were worn out beyond anything else she owned. But that was the thing about those pants, they weren't hers originally to wear out. They were Elijah's favorite pair at one point, but as she stole them he never seemed to mind. She slid them on, pulling the drawstring tight so they didn't fall off her, but just hung on her hips, exposing the lower half of her stomach. She shook her head a little as she looked at him. "I wish you'd leave it down." She tells him with a tiny smile, speaking of his hair that he pulled back sloppily.

Jared: "It's mainly her, not me... she's like a fucking glaze donut factory," he said, not even thinking about the fact he wasn't talking to Eliza so he might want to tone it down a bit. He sat down on the bed before lying down to where he was looking up at the ceiling. He wasn't too phased by her undressing in front of him since that wasn't anything new for either one of them. With a raised eyebrow he looked over at her, "It gets annoying after a while when it's this length," he knew she liked playing in his hair but it was getting to him since it was begging to be washed. To others it didn't look dirty but he could feel the oils that needed to be washed out.

Mary Kate: She rolled her eyes and chuckled slightly as she moved over to crawl up onto the bed. "And I suppose she just got that way all by herself with no assistance from you." She moved across the large bed and then plopped against the pillows. "This bed is almost as nice as mine at home..." She mumbles, reaching up and adjusting her pillow slightly under her head. She nodded a bit as he mentioned his hair being annoying, she wanted to toy with it, but it wasn't something she would push. She rolled to the side to face him as he stared up, but without another word her arm draped over his stomach and she slid a little closer to snuggle up against him.

Mary Kate & Jared @ Morium (GJ) - Bruises & Fear

Mary Kate: Mary Kate drove over to Jared's house, smoking one cigarette after another, the fact that he was hiding bruises from Shan had her scared of what she was going to see. But she knew she had to go, she couldn't not be there. As she stopped the car she took one last drag and flicked the cigarette away as she got out of the car. She made her way to the door, lip between her teeth as she unlocked the door. She closed and locked it behind her, dropping her bag at the door and kicking off her shoes. She took a breath as she made her way through the house. She didn't know her way around well, but the master bedroom wasn't hard to find. She tapped her fingers at the door as she pushed it open, taking in a deep breath as her stomach became a pit.

Jared: Jared was laying on his bed with Ra, their little puppy, his thin fingers running over it's stomach and lightly scratching to keep the puppy content. Blue eyes concentrated on the animal next to him but he heard the front door and could hear MK when she reached the door. He set up a little with covers wrapped around him but nothing to hide the bruise on his neck. His long shirt hide the ones on his wrists but the bandage wrapped around his left hand was very evident, "Hey," he spoke softly.

Mary Kate: Her eyes went to his first, blue on blue as she stepped inside the bedroom. She wet her lips as she started to bite at the bottom again. "Hey." She says just as quietly as she moves in. Her eyes slowly move down to his neck, where they go wide. She blinked hard to try to hide her feelings on it, the anger inside towards Tomo and the pain she immediately felt for Jared. She moved to the side of the bed, sitting next to him slowly, not sure how bad he was hurt, even being open he tended to keep things to himself, not wanting to be a 'whiney bitch' as he so eloquently put it.

Jared: He smiled weakly although he noticed how she was acting, "I'm not broken," he whispered as he tried to mentally prepare himself for a hug. He wanted to hug her but it was still difficult to touch people or be touched. He shifted a little but let her know it was okay by holding out his hand for hers. The movement made his sleeve move up just enough to let the bruise on his wrist show slightly. Letting out a sigh he kept his eyes on her, taking in her much smaller frame, but not mentioning it just yet. "I've been so tired since that night but luckily not too bad in the sick department."

Mary Kate: She slid in a little, arm around his shoulder, not wanting to touch his neck, fearing it could still be tender and hurt. As she pulled back she could see his wrist, the markings against his pale skin, she couldn't help but hold her breath for a minute. "Well...suppose that's a plus...” She replied softly to his comment about not being as sick. She used most of her energy to control herself, her emotions and not let it all get to her. Seeing him like that made her ache.

Jared: He had always been good at reading her even when she didn't want him too just as she to him. He leaned over and kissed her cheek gently, taking her free hand and placing it to his neck so she could feel. She was the only one he'd let do that since he knew how much she cared and how close they had been, "It doesn't hurt now but on the inside sometimes it hurts when I talk too much. I've been really quiet to regain my strength."

Mary Kate: Her fingertips barely brushed over his skin, his hand on hers was the only thing keeping it from shaking. She exhaled a breath she didn't know she was holding as she pulled her hand away. Her hand slowly moved down his arm, pushing up his sleeve. "Why..." She started, but he'd know that she'd want to know why Tomo did it; she didn't have to finish her question.

Jared: His eyes went down to the newly exposed skin as he listened to her start the question. It was a hard topic to discuss and he knew it would only make her hatred for Tomo deepen but she had every right to know. She was like a sister to him and just as he had to gather the strength to let Shan see him the first time he had to do the same with her, "He was mad about me cheating and generally when he gets upset he walks away but instead of letting him go like I normally do I kept pushing him to talk to me, to be reasonable, and he snapped. Normally he would never ever touch me no matter how angry we get but we got in a fight, he pushed me but not too hard and I hate when people do that. I pushed him against his car and then that's when we really got into it," he slightly frowned, "He's going to anger management and I to therapy... we're really working on this and you know I wouldn't put up with it unless I saw something strong with in him."

Mary Kate: She swallowed hard; she wouldn't give into the anger that was filling her immediately, not here. Her eyes would show it, she knew, but she wouldn't let the words come out. He didn't need that; she'd given him enough stress today. She didn't care what Jared had done, the hand shaped bruises around his neck could never be justified. "Is there more?" She asked, slightly scared to hear the answer.

Jared: He shook his head saying no, "I know it's bad and I understand completely why Shannon is as upset as is but I can handle this. He snapped that night and if I thought he'd do it again I would leave. But I promise you this if he touches me or cheats on me again, I'm leaving," he really meant that since Tomo was on his last chance.

Mary Kate: She nods a little and holds out her pinky. "Swear it." She said simply, her tiny thin finger clad with chipped red polish extended towards him.

Jared: He linked his similar pinky finger, with chipped black polish, with her own and added on, "As long as you swear you'll come to me about your health," he hadn't overlooked the fact that they both were thinner.

Mary Kate: She nodded a bit. "You know if I need to talk about it I come to you...I came to you before." She replies softly. "Are there more bruises?" She asked the question she actually meant before when she wanted to know if there was more.

Jared: "Not from him," he said so she wouldn't assume that Tomo did any more harm to him, "The rest were from being reckless during the last couple shows of the tour, promise." He moved closer to her, not really cuddling but needing to be close to someone.

Mary Kate: She shifted slightly moving in close to him. "I'm sorry he hurt you..." She tells him softly, reaching down and taking his hand, slipping her fingers between his. She looked down at their hands and realized how much alike they looked; thin, boney, a slight wrinkle to the skin from the weight loss, chipped nail polish...both had the look of used hands worn down.

Jared: "He's terribly sorry too and beating himself up more than anyone else could," he got comfortable with her next to him, closing his eyes which was one sure sign of trust while rubbing the back of her hand with his thumb. His skin was very soft but equally pale and a slight chill to them. He was always cold, always wrapped up or wearing layers of clothing, "Things have to get better MK, they just gotta."

Mary Kate: "I doubt he could ever beat himself up more than someone else could." She mumbled the words, eyes watching his thumb on her hand. She swallowed hard, trying not to let it all get to her. She slowly looked up at him. "I really hope they do..." Her lip found its way between her teeth as she watched his face, eyes closed, her own trailed down to his neck again, closing her own this time. Not out of trust, but because it hurt her to look at those marks. She couldn't promise him things would get better, she'd never make a promise she wasn't sure she could keep. She was scared for him, more scared than she had been when he was sick. Trying not to think about her own past and problems and just focusing on him for the time.

Jared: He knew she was going to worry about him more so he wrapped his arm around her, pulling her small frame close to him like they use to before all the mess began. His dark hair falling into his face as he concentrated on the feeling of someone else next to him and Ra creeping his way between their bodies, curling up in a ball but resting his paw on MK to accept her too. Both were like puppies, needing the right amount of attention and love that they were being denied at the moment.

Mary Kate: She leaned in as he wrapped his arm around her, tilting her chin up and kissing his cheek softly. She rested her head against his shoulder as her head reached down to pet the puppy that made its way between them. "I love you Bubbie." She whispered softly. "I need you to be ok...ok?" She was trying so hard to be less emotional that she would usually be, but it was sneaking past her walls and starting to slip out.

Jared: He rubbed her back gently, returning the kiss but keeping his eyes closed, "I'll be okay, you know I'm one tough ginger snap." He nudged her a little hoping he'd get a little laugh or at least a slight curl of her lips.

Mary Kate: She nodded a little, smiling but mostly for his benefit. "I am..." She swallowed once more. "I am glad that you told me, and that you trust me enough to let me see you."

Jared: "Relax baby," he rested his hand on the small of her back but not in an inappropriate manner. She was the only one outside of Tomo that he called 'baby' or would get this much affection. He kissed her cheek once again, "I love you so much and I hate that you have to see me like this."

Mary Kate: Her eyes welled a little bit as he held her a bit more. "I'm trying to relax...I really am, I just...I hate this. I hate that someone could hurt you like this." She tells him softly. "I love you too, you're part of me, you understand me and it hurts my heart to know someone you love would do this." She tells him honestly. "I'm sorry..." She shakes her head a little. "I shouldn't do this; I know you don't need it."

Jared: He tried to sooth her, "No...no it's okay sweetheart," his eyes were soft, gentle, and caring as he looked at her. He forgot all about his bruises and concentrated on her, "I'm being humbled and cut back down to size and I understand that now. To beat an extreme you need another extreme and I'd rather it be him than anyone else."

Mary Kate: She shakes her head. "No, it shouldn't be anyone, Bubbie. No one should ever touch you like-like, no one should be touched like that by someone who claims to love them, it's not right." She looked up into his eyes, hers moistened and starting to grow red. "There is no excuse, no reason." She takes in a quick breath, trying to shut herself up, biting her lip.

Jared: It seemed as if the more she became affected by the topic he was too but he instead of stopping her or growing upset he listened, held her closer, and rubbed her back slowly, "It wasn't right and I know that but I'll deal."

Mary Kate: She sniffled a bit, sinuses burning slightly. She rubbed at the puppy’s soft fur to try to distract herself, but as she did his hand moved against her back. She nuzzled against him slightly, just needing to be close to him. Partially hating herself for starting to cry, why was it she seemed to cry every time she was with him.

Jared: "I know baby, I know," he fought the urge to join her in crying but instead he wrapped both arms around her, pulling up the cover and holding her. He pressed a kiss to her forehead and kept her close. Another sigh escaping his lips as he thought about all she had said to him that day.

Mary Kate: She slid her hand away from the dog and slid it over his stomach, slightly curled against him. She took in a deep breath, trying to compose herself as she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "It just...scares me." She tells him in barely a whisper.

Jared: "I know, scares me too at times but I'll be okay," he tried to make her really believe that since he did. He had faith in him even though not many of his friends did. He loved him and knew if they worked at this it'll be better.

Mary Kate: She locked her eyes on his. "What if..." Her voice cracked once more. "What if he didn't stop, Bubbie? What if it went too far?" She asked the questions that were running through her head.

Jared: He bit his lower lip hard, a tear threatening this time, "I thought he wasn't going to stop..."

Mary Kate: Big tears rolled down her cheeks now, she couldn't stop them. "He could have..." She stops hardly able to even think the rest of the sentence never the less say it out loud. "I may be really selfish right now...but I need you. I need you so much and if he hadn't stopped..." Her bottom lip quivered as she spoke. "And you wonder why people hate him?" Her brow furrowed a bit, not understanding him being able to question that. "Baby, how can they not when he would do this to you." She wipes quickly at her face, smearing the wetness and a bit of the black from her makeup across her face.

Jared: "You, Shan and Ville are the only ones that know," he whispered with a frown since he knew she was right. "I can't explain it but I am not leaving him over this."

Mary Kate: She closed her eyes tight; she knew before she came he wouldn't leave. Nodding slightly. "What if he doesn't stop next time, baby? What if you don't have time to leave if he touches you again?" She opens her eyes to look at him. "I know I shouldn't say this and I know you don't want to hear it, but I have to, I have to try to make you see....and I'm sorry for getting in the middle, I know I shouldn't...but I love you so much, I don't want you to get hurt again."

Jared: "I know but when I love... I really love," he stated simply.

Mary Kate: She wiped at her face once more. "Love yourself, then."

Jared: "I'll try," he smiled a little while helping her gently wipe away tears, "Take a nap with me? I'm really tired," he confessed, so exhausted from the tour, being sick, and that night he was fighting off another nap.

Mary Kate: She sniffled a little more, looking to the clock. "When is he coming back?"

Jared: "Very late, he's with his parents," he reassured her.

Mary Kate: She nods a little and smiles past her bitten down on lip. "Ok..." She pulls back enough so that they can both lie down on the bed. She lifts the puppy from between them, laying him on Jared's other side so she could be close to him. She needed to be close to him right now, everything seemed so messed up lately and as rare as the moments seem to come she needed to be close to him, and really felt he needed to be close to her too.

Jared: He wrapped his arm around her, keeping her close protectively as always but made sure Ra remained near as well. The little puppy was so spoiled by Tomo that he rarely parted from either one of his owners. Jared closed his eyes and it didn't take long for him to go to sleep since his body really was that tired.