I am pleased to report to you that Maggie Q has emerged from wherever she’s been spending the pandemic — I hope and assume it’s lovely! — to show us that the light deployment of a sheer doesn’t need to be a pearl-clutcher or a thud, and can, in fact, spice up one’s life by delicately shaking it to the right. It’s educational, and soothing! (It’s not her fault that the black carpet here made her appear as if she is footless, which is VERY different from being Footloose.)
