You know, Glinda the Good Witch’s bursts of in-person altruism were a lot more touching when she didn’t look like she’d just swung by the morning after a really successful opera date.
Then again, from the neck down, she still kinda makes the random jacket and the ball gown look a bit cool. Or am I just drunk from hope that she’ll make a giant pink bubble that takes me to sexy, happening, black-and-white Kansas, where my skin tone looks way more even and no one can tell if my clothes clash?
