
Are any of these people having a good time? I'm sure it's a mind-bender to be at Cannes on the arms of two huge actors whose given names both have four letters each. (Symmetry!) But she also looks a little like one of them just gave her palm a tickle and she's trying not to throw up or look too excited.

Oh, Jessica. You CAN go to Cannes without being ensnared by Fast Joey from the local Maserati dealership. At least wash your hands later, please.

See, she's being clutched! Yes, they're helping her up the stairs, but did PittPenn BOTH need to drag her up them? Are they competing? There was NEVER a solo shot of just her. Let go, guys. She's not going to run. OR IS SHE.
This is the best shot of the detailing on her dress. I think it's somewhat pretty -- the occasional sheer panel is a little disconcerting, and it feels a tad overdesigned -- but I applaud her boldness in wearing yellow.

She went with an equally brave color at this Calvin Klein event -- you can only sort of see in this lighting that the bodice has a pleat on either side -- and I think she pulls it off. Although the combination of the way she's standing and the shoe means that her feet look long as canoes.

This dress doesn't do her a ton of favors. It's not bad or anything, but it's not nearly as sleek as the Calvin Klein, which I also think could've worked for a daytime junket. Maybe it's just that her giant cummerbund squares off her waist. Or maybe that's a chastity belt designed to ward off the advances of Jack Mazda. BRAD. TAKE A SHOWER.

And this was Jessica at the Met Ball, looking like she will whack your hand with a ruler if you so much as THINK about tampering with her Dewey Decimal System. Very fancy, and not unflattering, but I tend to prefer it when my sleeves don't fasten together at my nape. I'm so old-fashioned.
