A sartorial timeline for Jennifer Lopez would make for a wild and crazy ride. There were the Fly Girl years (striped leggings and way too HUGE blazers), the Janet Jackson years (featuring a bared midriff in the That's the Way Love Goes video), and the Diddy years where we all thought she should have stayed (we would definitely be investors in the double stick tape industry if so). Then along came the "triple threat years" where she tried to have a career in vocals, acting and dancing and only succeeded in demonstrating lack of talent in all three. And who could forget the Bennifer years read: overexposure. Now, Ms. Lopez has settled comfortably into the Marc (Mr. Death) Anthony years and this, dear stylist, is not becoming her and we only have you to blame.



We realize times are hard stylist, but please, get Jennifer's wardrobe together. El Cantante is a cry for help people. If you can't manage JLo's transition into obscurity, eventual fierce comeback and finally, lifetime original movie, we will have to advise Ms. Lopez to seek alternate counsel.
Very Truly Yours,
The Aesthetes
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