
Daniel Craig lent his star power while leaning fully into the Grungy Professor Who Smokes Cloves phase he's into right now.

I cannot sort out what kind of party Natasha thought this was going to be. Maybe it was a nighttime tea party?!? I don't really like the dress regardless, but I'm far more distracted by her cleaving to this pose where she twists herself into a lopsided stance. She did it the whole time. My back hurts just looking at her.

Bertha Russell looks groovy, AND I see those metallic shoes glinting down there, madame. No shoe intervention needed HERE.

She is pulling off Split Pea Soup better than anyone has a right to.

Meanwhile, Ella is dressed for a Golden Globes afterparty.

Kieran woke up five minutes ago and grabbed this sweater, not realizing it had begun to mildew.

What a delightful sandwich THIS would be.
