Why, hello Blake Lively!
How coy you are. I suspect you’re wearing the very Louboutins I tried on several times at the Barneys sale before realizing that, no, I could not actually manage to walk around in shoes that were two and a half sizes too big, regardless of how pretty they are. But let’s take a look at the rest of you!
I am unsure how I feel about this. I kind of like it, and I kind of think it’s ridiculously busy, what with the lace, and the tulle, and the boob harness and the epaulets — like four dresses dropped into a food processor and whirled together until this emerged. Of course, somethings that emerge from a food processor turn out much more delicious than their disparate parts. And so the question remains: