Good call, Fuggers!

I saw this abysmal EW cover while we were out in the Midwest -- I read the article, but left the magazine behind in a hotel room because the cover scared me.  How, how, how, how, how could the editors look at that and say, "YES.  Perfect -- Cedric Diggory, YES!  In this photo you are perfection personified and everyone who looks at you will WANT you and your pasty, grodily* hairy chest."


(Their take on Twilight in general is fab, too -- the similarity to Love You Forever hadn't struck me until just now...  YICK!)

*I don't think that's actually a word, but let's just roll with it, shall we?