Wow, Saoirse Ronan is all grown-up (she’s sixteen)! She’s so pretty. But what, as we always wonder, is she wearing?
I’m going to come right out and say that I don’t care for those shoes. But I’m also going to come right out and say that I kind of dig the dress. It’s unusual to see something that’s black, and shiny, and bead-y, that’s also sort of casual and slouchy? I don’t know. The juxtaposition appeals. (When I was in college, I made it my goal to use the word “juxtaposition” in every single paper I wrote, and I succeeded. Bonus points for when I worked it into the name of my paper. The farther along I got in school, the more RIDICULOUSLY nonsensically academic the titles of my papers became, by the way. Once I was a senior, they were things like Parallel Junctures, Parallel Conjunctions: Unreliable Narrators and Homosexuality in Henry James. [I am not making that up.] [That was, in my defense, a good paper, but Parallel Junctures, Parallel Conjunctions means nothing.] [I hated having to come up with a title. I really always just wanted to call them, like, WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM? An Exploration of Incest in the Works of William Faulkner.] [Yes, I did focus on American 20th century novelists, how can you tell?] [NO, I haven’t read Freedom, yet. LEAVE ME ALONE.])
What am I even talking about?
- Her dress. I like it! (55%, 5,061 Votes)
- I am not a fan. (29%, 2,715 Votes)
- Whatevs. (16%, 1,443 Votes)
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