What In The Name Of Ugly Sweater Golf Hat Hell Is Going On Here?

I know what you’re thinking: for why am I looking at a picture of a stoned-looking January Jones after an accident at the Hot Topic redundant zipper factory? Truth is, it’s actually a picture of a make-up free Iggy Azalea working some Greg Norman-meets-Leslie Hall realness at LAX. Don’t worry, I too pulled a confused “Harpo, who dis woman?”, but it helps if you imagine her saying “Who dat? Who dat?” in a fake accent. See? Totally her!

I guess all of Iggy’s usual spandex booty shorts and Body Glove gear were at the dry cleaners, because this is what she wore to fly out of LAX earlier today. Whaaaaat…is this. She looks like the donation bin outside a second-hand store. We’ve got some kind of American Horror Story: Coven of Professional Lady Golfers hat! Then a diamond nameplate necklace that says “Young Azalea”! Followed by your memaw’s favorite cold-weather sweater covered in Edward Scissorhands’ jizz! Then a stripper’s best Church skirt! And a pair of slippers! Damn, everything is its own special mess; I don’t know if this is Iggy Azalea or an exquisite corpse drawn by a bunch of bored teenagers or a Project Runway challenge gone wrong.

But maybe Iggy’s hat-sweater-sexy skirt combo is supposed to be like a No-Makeup Christmas Morning Grandma Carmen Sandiego thing? In which case – nailed it!

And is it just me, or does a sans-fards Iggy sort of look like a cross between Jennifer Lawrence and a moisturized Gwyneth Paltrow? If Iggy suddenly starts receiving anonymous backstage passes to Coldplay concerts in the mail, she’ll know why.

Pics: Splash