
All right, let's break from the HOLA LOVERS because the sheer quantity of outfits here is ENORMOUS and that's too much parody. I've learned THAT one the hard way. Anyhoo: This. It's a cat's cradle of crazy. If you pull the string, two tiny butlers in Marc Anthony masks come to serve you M&Ms that have been peeled.

This is as Kardashian as it gets. As Kard As It Gets, by James L. Brooks, coming to a theatre near you on the 10th of Never.

How exciting for Michael Costello to be getting so much love from J.Lo – this is the second thing of his she's worn since Fashion Week. I THINK it is wide-legged pants, but even that might not ruin it for me. Because in this slideshow, it is one of the few beacons of sanity.

"Hola lovers! The angel of death is here to sex you up!"

I flat-out love this. Well, not the head-styling. But the dress is fabulous on her. Made even more so by the juxtaposition with what follows.

"Lovers, I call this one, 'Stupid Ben Stopped Calling Me To Cry On My Shoulder Which Is Fine I Don't Care Anyway But I Want To Win An Oscar So Call Me Ben Because You Direct Things CALL ME WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU.'"

"Relax, lovers. It was performance art. Probably."

In case you were ever wondering what it would look like if J.Lo subbed for Vanna White one night. Oh, dear lord, please can J.Lo sub for Vanna White one night.

I call this one A Cameltoe Full of Kisses.

"Here look at this clip from the new Star thingy movie I'm not in it so you are going to be bored why are we even bothering fine show it I don't care whatever."

J.Lo opened the show in this outfit, which is from a very controversial DSquared2 collection that was HELLA full of cultural appropriation and which they nicknamed Dsquaw because, NO, sorry, THERE IS NO GOOD REASON. WHAT WERE THEY THINKING. The first line of that epic description is, "The enchantment of Canadian Indian tribes. The confident attitude of the British aristocracy." Sigh. J.Lo ought not have stepped into this minefield, is what I'm saying.

Honey, you should have blown the whistle on this BEFORE it began.

"Yes, it is disappointing of you not to have saved me from this, but we are here now and so I will let you grieve yourself. There, there, lover. Cry into Jenny's blocks."

"STOP IT I DO NOT NEED ALL OF YOU PEOPLE CRYING INTO MY BLOCKS."
