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Fashion Police :: 2003 Golden Globe Awards (pg. 2)

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Who's Sporting the Worst Summer Style?

  • Christina Aguilera! That girl is a walking fashion disaster.
  • Is that a garbage bag Kirsten Dunst is wearing?
  • Fantasia has definitely looked better.
  • They're all sportin' bad summer style.

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