Despite the presence of our beloved Justin Hartley (late — very late — of Passions), I do not have high hopes for Mamie Gummer’s new show, Emily Owens, M.D. However, that show looks like a Ken Burns documentary compared to this horror:
Her dress has a mouth. And it’s eating my soul.
It also has pockets up by her ribcage. And the buttons aren’t lying flat, and he fabric seems terrible, and the color makes me want to cry, and the super light wash denim on the coat… she looks like the best friend in a 1985 movie about two girls who hire the Coreys to steal them a limo for Prom.