Jessica wrote a piece the other day that noted Naomi Watts’ problems making her lower half look as good as the upper.
I think she’s still plagued by it. All that lacy hoo-ha raining down from the diagonal thigh line is too much for me. At least the gauzy glitter draped on her shoulders balances it out a bit, but… I don’t know, this feels really dated and been-there, and the expression of ennui on her face isn’t helping (although I know she did smile the rest of the night). The gown just isn’t transporting me anywhere, except maybe to a Disney princess’s second wedding. I always knew Cinderella would end up dumping a guy who found her so supremely captivating yet in the end could only identify her by her feet. Even picking her out of a crowd based solely on her cleavage would’ve been more flattering.