Well. That went downhill fast. This is like the polar opposite of what she wore in London this morning, both in tone and in level of success:
I guess you could argue that the London premiere look is a sort of English Rose thing and this is sort of a….French Dominatrix Locked Overnight in the Secret Factory Where Hefty Experiments With Branching Into Shower Curtains thing? I’m kind of scared of what she might wear to New York tonight, all of a sudden. Hold me.