On this day, Charlotte and Carrie filmed around and possibly also in Tiffany’s. I basically love Charlotte’s entire outfit — I’m not sure it screams HER per se, but that’s okay; if I could wear that to ramble around the French Riviera on a summer day, I absolutely would, and I might even make Kevin take a photo of me for posterity. Maybe. (I hate being in photos.) Meanwhile, Carrie over there looks like she woke up and thought, “I’m ALSO in my Tortured Poets Department era, but at the Kentucky Derby.”
Meanwhile, Lisa Todd Wexley’s clutch and shoes are so good that I don’t even CARE what the midsection of her dress is up to, or that it looks like they designed it with gaffer tape. I just plan to blank it out and stare right at that purse. Forever.
