
This is not one of the bad ones. I don't, like, want to MARRY it or anything, but nor am I mad at it. It's fine. It feels kind of like one of the dresses you'll see early on in a Style Evolution of Taylor Schilling slideshow Heather and I will end up writing three years from now but that's okay.

Uh....

UH...

This is not entirely her fault -- I assume Jenny Packham dressed her for this front row gig -- but you'd think at a certain point, a girl might say, "hmm, I'm not sure about tights under velvet shorts. I feel like a troubadour."

But I love her FOREVER for this picture. On VERY very rare occasion, I've ended up in the front row at a fashion show, and you feel very cognizant of what your face is doing. I personally try to look thoughtful but I'm pretty sure I actually just look pissed off and wrinkly. Taylor, on the other hand, TOTALLY looks like she's thinking "WTF is that? She looks totally cracked out." Which makes me want to take her out for a beer and be her friend. Taylor, I never would have let you wear that peach thing.
