Hard Time(s)

Here we see Channel 4 weather girl, fondly known as Boob-elita, showing the latest in inmate apparel. As self-appointed judge and jury in our own little courtroom known as Fashion Foul LA, we're hereby throwing the book at you, Boob-elita... and the gavel... and the bench... and anything else we can get our hands on.

Nausea, Heartburn, Indigestion, Upset Stomach...

Leaving gastric distress in his wake, this guy (yes, this is a guy and, no, he's NOT homeless) is sporting Pepto-Bismol pink pants and matching knockoff Uggs. I just threw up in my mouth a little bit.

Oh the Humanity...

The following is a transcript of the live radio broadcast from the Hindenburg disaster in 1937... but I think you'll agree it works for this Red Line foul, too!

"Oh, the humanity and all the passengers screaming around here. I told you;
it—I can't even talk to people. Ah! It's—it—it's a—ah! I—I can't talk, ladies
and gentlemen. Honest: it's just laying there, mass of smoking wreckage. Ah! And
everybody can hardly breathe and talk and..."

Just BHG-cause

Baby Got Back

There are no words...

Attack of the Killer Tights

As you can see here, this poor girl is suffering from a rare skin disorder that attacks the lower extremities with odd-shaped black... oh, wait a minute. She's just wearing weird tights. Never mind.

Hot... Mess?

We don't know what you call this ensemble... circus clown chic, maybe??? Plaid shirt, vest, mini, tights and boots... and don't forget that bowling bag... er, purse she's carrying (what could she possibly have in that thing?). Where are Staci and Clinton when you need them?

Batman's Daughter

It's true Batman and Catwoman had a child and here she is! Looking bleary-eyed and confused we now know why she's been kept in the batcave for most of her life. She's foul.

What Was She Thinking????

Oh I think I'll take a trip downtown to go shopping. Hmmm I think the really cute tight jeans... and I have to make sure my hair looks exceptional.... my really high shoe to make my butt look oh so cute... ah yes the shirt with the really big arm holes so everyone can se my black bra... that will do it.

Eclipse or Elita?

Channel 4's silicone-enhanced weather girl, Elita Loresca (AKA Boob-Elita), seems to have found two of German singer Nena's "99 Luftballons." Now, we're on the look out for the other 97. Seen any?

Punked!

No, they weren't riding the train together. But they may share the same stylist! What's even more amazing than the amount of product used to create these punk-alishous hairdos? We worked up enough courage to snap these shots... and lived to post another day!

Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star...

This occasional train rider, affectionately known as Twinkle Toes (Twinks for short), has wiggled his way into our hearts -- cut out Converse and all!

Another Sighting

Another downtown sighting of the elusive BHG... this time spreading his good will and cheer to fellow passengers on the Red Line. Please note the uniform... white button-down shirt, dark slacks, Ray-bans, ever-present backpack and look of utter disdain for all human-kind!

You'll be seeing more of him... much more. We promise! As our friends in Duran Duran said, "We're on the hunt, we're after you Mr. BHG." (Okay, we added that last little part.)

Fashion Pioneer?

No, it's not Half-Pint... not even Laura Ingalls would wear this dog of a prarie dress!

Don't Adjust Your Screen!

He really is wearing a black and BRIGHT yellow plaid shirt with matching oversized shorts. Hey, it's all the rage on Broadway... you can probably get a good deal, too! Just tell 'em Homie sent you!

What the...?

We all have a bad hair day every once in a while... even the AmattiGirls. But it seems every day is a bad hair day for this poor schmuck. Sideways pompadour or serious comb-over? You decide.

We're catching on... or maybe just contagious?

From our cousin... DanAmatti:

I have got to tell you, every time I put my camera away someone of interest walks around the corner. A man in a Michael Jackson sequin suit, pimp machine which was so bright it just about blinded me. A woman at Pershing square with lightning fried hair and the face to go with it. A man changing clothes down to almost nothing on the corner (what he had left on was around his knees) and two young men both with dreadlocks, army boots, knee length red and green tartan shorts and a pogo stick.

Remember keep that camera out at all times.

Urban Cowgirl

This urban cowgirl sure puts the 'ho in ho-down!!!

The Elusive BHG

Gotcha!

We've been on the hunt for months trying to get a clean shot of Bad Hair Guy (aka BHG). Finally, we nabbed him. Even two boxes of strawberries couldn't hide those hideous locks from our camera's prying eye!

Crack Kills!

Jared would be so proud...

about the foot-long Subway,
NOT the ASS hanging out the bottom of that
napkin-doing-double-duty-as-a-skirt.

Would ya please just put that thing away...
the ASS, not the sandwich.

Lost Little Raggedy Ann

Lovin' it!
Raggedy Ann seems to have lost her Andy... and her MIND!

The farmer in L.A.

The farmer in L.A.
The farmer in L.A.

Hi-ho we're merry-o.
The farmer in L.A.

Who wears short-shorts?

Who wears short-shorts? He wears short-shorts.

If you dare wear short-shorts... don't ride our train 'cause you'll end up on this blog!

No time to change

"But, boss, I just didn't have time to change out of my baby-doll nighty...
I had to pick up doughnuts for the office staff meeting this morning. Want one?"

Pimp-tastic!

Behold... L.A.'s own pimp-tastic version of Huggy Bear, the golden-hearted street informant from the '70s hit show "Starsky and Hutch," with just a little more swing in his step. SNAP!

Lions, tigers and hairs.... Oh My!!

No you aren't in Kansas any more and this isn't the cowardly lion... it's just another day in the zoo we call the L.A. subway.

Christmas in June

Mrs. Clause Goes to Law School

Just like every other large corporation Santa has experienced his share of lawsuits. Here we see Mrs. Clause doing legal research to assist the legal team. At least the weather here in L.A. is better than the North Pole.

It's a Wonderful Life

Every time a bell rings an angel gets her wings... and, apparently, a leopard print bag too!

Comedy or Tragedy?

It's hard not to laugh AND cry at this get up. But for now, we're leaning toward laugh. Come on... the knee highs with the platform granny boots! We know you're laughing right along with us... at least on the inside. Admit it!

Whoopie, Meet Gordon

Whoopie Goldberg meets Gordon Gekko is the only way to describe this young professional's hair-DON'T! No, that's not a bird's nest on her head... though she might have a few twigs and branches in that unfortunate mess of Rasta curls! As her good friend Bob would say...

I smoke two joints in the morning
I smoke two joints at night,
I smoke two joints in the afternoon
and it makes me feel alright

Workin' It!

Oh no she di'nt... Just your typical downtown prosti-tot in her Daisy Dukes... barely. This daisy aint feelin' so fresh!

Dude Look Like a Lady...

Dude? Duuuuude. No really, dude. Forget the hair, forget the man bag, but socks and thongs, really?

Blue Tight Special!

Attention K-Mart Shoppers, there is a BLUE TIGHT special located at the Civic Center today.

No really! How often do you see something like this... once in a BLUE MOON?

He's Too Sexy

He's too sexy for L.A.... too sexy for L.A. So sexy it hurts... MY EYES!

Look, It's Morticia

Morticia, the matriarch of the Addams Family, made a brief appearance on 5th Street in downtown last week. No autographs, please! Duh duh duh duh, snap snap.

Baby Got Back

This just in from our stringer in the Antelope Valley. While attending his son’s high school graduation, VinAmatti snapped this fashion foul in action. Not sure where to begin with this crap-o-licious photo… the bad dye job… the back fat… the bra strap. Bottom line: foul isn’t just for L.A.

The One That Got Away!

The other day, while on safari at a Metro Red Line subway station, SidAmatti spotted a spectacular specimen of the HoochiMomma variety. This particular variety of Hoochi is indigenous to Lancaster, but occasionally can be spotted downtown. Sid described this HoochiMomma as a rather heavy woman wearing a bright orange halter top and VERY short mini skirt. Unfortunately, while Sid was in pursuit of the picture, the Hoochi disappeared. According to Sid, the Hoochi was able to make such a quick escape into the dark, underground corridors because her high beams were blazing! So if anyone is able to snap a picture of the elusive HoochiMomma, please notify us immediately - we would love to study it in depth.

Grandma's Tablecloth

And you've been wondering where your Grandmother's fine lace tablecloth went. Well, we found it... sewn to this woman's ASS! The tennis shoes add a sporty touch to her otherwise "formal" attire.

Grand Canyon or Great Plains?

Can you spell V-P-L? This woman's case of severe granny-panty-itis makes the Grand Canyon look like the Great Plains.

FASHION FOUL L.A.

The long-time dream of SidAmatti is realized with this blog. It is dedicated to capturing and sharing images of the creative, crazy and downright hideous fashions and/or characters The AmattiGirls experience in downtown Los Angeles every day.