We did a whole slideshow in December entreating Amy Schumer to change up her style this year. So it’s not that I’m ungrateful for her experimentation; I am, instead, thrilled that this isn’t another babydoll dress or sleeveless red/black/white number with a v-neck.

But I had hoped for more than poorly proportioned, too-small cropped slacks and a merry widow. The shoes? Yes. They are a sexpot delight. And the lingerie looks great on her… AS LINGERIE. The pants, though, need to be tied to a brick and hurled into the Hudson while a shadowy mob boss puffs a cigar in a waiting limo. If this were a movie, we’d be at the slapstick part where the heroine lost her wallet and her luggage got mixed up with someone else’s, and she has to make it to a professional obligation wearing whatever she can find inside the mistaken suitcase and successfully pretend it was on purpose. In real life, though, I wish she’d just popped into Bloomies and taken her Visa for a spin.

[Photo: Fame/Flynet]

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