NICOLE RICHIE'S METAMORPHOSIS...

Damn, she was a hot mess (although, in retrospect, her fleshy little bod was cute...she should've held on to some of that). The hair? No. The knee sock things? No. The everything? No. No. No.

And then the stylist entered. And at first it was all sweetness and light in the Kingdom of Richie. She toned up and cleaned up. Yes, she cleaned up good:

And then, as we all know, things took a turn for the worst. Nicole got skinnier and skinnier and tanner and tanner. Her hair started to fall out. Her sunglasses ate her face. Her bag was the size of a Geo Metro. You know the rest. [source]