Lately Reese Witherspoon seems to be rejecting her hot, still-young Hollywood self in favor of dressing like a 46-year old Avon sales leader.
And I would be really happy for her if she WERE a 46-year old Avon sales leader, but she’s not. She’s Reese freaking Witherspoon. And the bra and the lace aren’t fooling anyone — this suit is barely designed, badly fitted, and centered around trousers that are decidedly middle-aged (and even then, probably lying about their age by about a decade). I know you’re a type-A overachiever and all, Reese, but please don’t feel you need to excel quite so much at being old. You’ll get there eventually. In the meantime, you should enjoy your legs while they last. Or at LEAST let them enjoy themselves, and I guarantee you these pants are ruining all their fun. Hell, they are ruining mine, and I’m not even doing anything.
