First of all: I greatly enjoy Kacey Musgraves. Every song I’ve heard of hers, I’ve enjoyed (occasionally, I like to jam out to country music in the car). I think she’s talented. And I often DESPAIR of what she chooses to wear. Remember the time she did this to her hair? (I did dub it “a hoot and two-thirds,” because apparently I talk like that wacky lady who sells tchotchkes in a small tourist beach town whose murder will eventually be solved by Jessica Fletcher.) How about the time she wore this Giambattista Valli knock-off but allowed me to wax poetic about how much I love Dallas Cowboys Cheerleaders: Making the Team? Or when she sported this wretched shower curtain? I just…I’ve had notes, is what I’m saying. As I do here: I don’t actually hate the dress, but it for sure would make a better chaise longue than it does a red carpet frock, and it seems like it sits really low on her torso. Newsflash: The solution to that problem is not to just tie a jaunty ribbon round your old neck tree and hope the best. Tying a jaunty ribbon around your neck has rarely, in fact, solved any problem.
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