Well. I didn’t care for the more low-key version on Keira Knightley.

But I REALLY hate it on Riley.  This feels like the absolute worst of the 70s to me — the weird shag carpet, bizarre oil-fountain light fixtures, Tab-drinking, flammable-car-driving 70s. This feels like something that Goldie Hawn is asked to reflect upon having once worn in the back of Allure one month and she just laughs so hard that no sound comes out of her mouth.  It feels like a color-wheel mistake. It is rough.