There are so many things that I hate about Katharine McPhee’s housecoat-slash-dress thing. First of all, if you’re being paid to stand around and hold a phone, you had better do it looking as good as possible. There aren’t going to be any redeeming factors besides your dress of choice, because you’re not being showcased for your acting or singing. This frilly apron thing is fantastically matronly for a pretty girl like Katharine, and the color isn’t doing anything for her. A hint of curves would help, too. Right now, the dress is the equivalent of a flour sack with frills.
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We’re being pulled in opposite directions, and so have the titties of a select group of celebs these past few days. First Jessica Simpson has enough sag to rival my grandmother, and now we’ve got Ms. McPhee with the opposite effect. She’s actually looking nice, cute, and sexy–but AH! Her breasts are threatening to take up residence in her neck. Katherine should take them down a notch or two.