Tyra Banks at the Daytime Emmys
You are a fashion risktaker, this I know and love. It's only natural that every so often, those risks come back to bite you squarely in the arse. Getting to the point, it's your bolero: it's hideous and it appears to be swallowing you whole. If a strong wind comes, I'm afraid your a goner. By all means, burn it at once!
Thanks for your time, Elle
Ty Ty,
I know that you've stomped couture catwalks all over the world in frothy confections just like this, but really darling, the Daytime Emmys? You would have been more appropriate in skinny jeans and a wife beater. Now don't get me wrong, the bronze color is gorgeous, but there is way, way, WAY too much fabric. The bottom of your frock resembles a tumor. That's all.
Elle
Marcia Gay Harden at the Tony Awards
Marcia Marcia Marcia,
Wow. I can see where you were going with this look, but you have officially crossed the the line between fashion forward and flamenco dancer. I look at you and I hear a Spanish guitar playing in the distance. Do away with those sleeves and approximately 57 of those necklaces...oh hell, just scrap the whole thing.
Love you like cooked food, Elle
Helena,
You look like a homeless mermaid. How is it that every drab piece of fabric in the world ended up on one dress, and you have it on? It's as if you got in a fight with your sewing machine and evil won. And the boots? Just one final slap in the face.
How dare you, Elle
Dear dear SJP,
You are a fashion risktaker, this I know and love. It's only natural that every so often, those risks come back to bite you squarely in the arse. Getting to the point, it's your bolero: it's hideous and it appears to be swallowing you whole. If a strong wind comes, I'm afraid your a goner. By all means, burn it at once!
Thanks for your time, Elle
Remember ladies, sometimes less is more (but only sometimes).
Be forever fab,
Elle