First Tessa wore a giant shiny space tent, and now she’s in something that’s basically a hybrid of Eddie Redmayne’s pants and Harry Styles’s jacket. Her styling went cuckoo in Venice last fall — this is but one fugtricious example — and apparently the bird still has not returned to the clock. That flower is not the oddest thing she’s put near her face this week:
I have never seen anyone interpret a necktie quite like that. So… I guess that’s complimenting her originality?
