It’s great that Nicole Kidman decided to wear a color this year, instead of her usual white or flesh-tone, which only serve to remind us all how her Moulin Rouge light’s kind of gone out lately. However, listen up, Nic:


a) We wish you were still a deeper redhead;

b) We’re very sorry that you only came upon this dress because you were recently, tragically near-decapitated while ironing the life and moisture out of your hair, and needed an outfit that would help hold your head atop your neck;

c) Seriously, please, Nicole, bring back the red hair, because it will help you look more alive;

d) Try not to have your head lopped off again any time soon, okay? You can’t wear choking, constrictive neck-bows to everything. Isn’t that why your hubby Keith rarely strays from wearing his shirts unbuttoned to his sternum?

e) Stop with the Botox. [Hey, it had to be said.] If you aren’t careful, Naomi’s baby will mistake you for a doll it can drag around everywhere by the arm, and that is rarely an enjoyable way to pass the time.

Thank you. Have a nice day. Although make no mistake, we’re still in a bit of a fight over Bewitched — I’m not going to get over that one for a while, Nic, and you’re just going to have to wait it out. Be sure to tell Michael Caine that he’s not off the hook, either, okay? Just because my father faintly resembles him, he thinks he can get away with anything. Not so, faux-Dad. Not so.