My absolute favorite part of this outfit — not my favorite part of this photo, which is imagining the dumbfounded look on the civilians behind her, mirroring my own — is how literally none of it goes together. We’ve got our negligée-as-evening-wear, paired with hot pink Superhero Barbie boots, and topped off with…a wine cardigan? Who is this woman, and where is she going? Is she a superhero in the middle of changing at that gala — they’re always at a gala — to go save some orphans, who suddenly thought, “shit. It’s November. And you know I’m always cold”? Has she been locked out of her apartment by a vengeful lover and this was all rattling around the back of her car, her only change of clothes? Or is she just confused? I WANT ANSWERS.

[Photo: TNYF/]