Fergie

When I was a kid, I absolutely loved the glow-in-the-dark constellation set I had on the ceiling of my bedroom. Would I have loved it as much if the moon was replaced by the leering, bleach-blonde face of a crankhead? I'm guessing no, but Fergie has chosen to give it a whirl anyway, funneling herself into this black-and-yellow, star-studded number. Unless she's planning to commit a series of constellation-themed crimes and then eventually fight Batman on the roof of the Griffith Observatory, it might be time to take off this outfit and never put it on again.