Credit for the jacket looking really sassy on Kristen, and I assume she went with an extra rock-inflected effort because she was hosting an event for Joan Jett. But truly, this entire outfit screams out for nothing so much as a breakthrough performance of the Cell Block Tango — she’d make one hell of a merry murderess — and if Joan Jett wants to curate and direct and even star in that version of Chicago, I am all for it. Otherwise, I vote for real pants. Especially after clicking through her stylist’s Instagram stories and seeing that these DSquared2 things are worse than I thought. Hooooly balls.
This outfit begins quite nicely…
… and then devolves into a lazy idea. I admit this isn’t the worst of the Chanels, but the workmanship on the top deserves better than another cheap thigh window. It needs some black pants instead of that skirt. I’d even accept jeans. In fact, I wish we could mix-and-match these:
Ditch the socks and buckle shoes and the tiny late-90s/early aughts micro-cardigan, turn the Chanel dress into a sweater, and throw them together with her pumps. It’s not perfect, but it might be better? And these days, my bar is pretty much permanently set at the very low level of, “Better…?!?!?!?!”