I need to confess something. Remember that time Rose Byrne wore a jumpsuit to the SAGs? And I called her one of the Flying Elvises and basically thought it was ridiculous? I have totally softened on that stance. I’m still not sold on it, and I still think the jumpsuit as a concept is the enemy of a lady’s groin, but there’s something really brassy about her doing that — back then, no one had yet for such a formal occasion. And she has this innate coolness that makes me think she pulled it off as well as anybody could, so… listen, I just needed to get that off my chest before we talk about what is currently on her chest.