Glastonbury is like Sienna Miller's paradise. That blazer is kind of great, though -- I mean, it would look absurd on me, but it's FUN vintage. I do kind of hate her for being able to wear cankle boots like that without the threat of anyone thinking she actually HAS cankles.
I thought you'd want to see Sienna Miller gleefully stroking Chris O'Dowd's beard, because frankly, that is what I would want to do if I bumped into Chris O'Dowd and his beard.
I wonder if Jude Law ever looks at pictures of them together and thinks, "Wow, she really does not have a type."
I am so glad she is wearing that coat, so that I can't see the full force of that shitstorm.
This is actually better. I'm serious. THIS is actually better than that overalls thing. She looks like a Harlequin inset and it's STILL BETTER.
Do you think she has to brush that coat every day before she wears it?
I do appreciate that, by and large, the Glastonbury attendees aren't as cracked-out and studiously dippy as Coachella's are. Florence Welch seems as likely to wear this to Tesco as she would to this event, whereas you KNOW everyone at Coachella went shopping specifically FOR Coachella.
This is kind of amazing, though. I might want that. I would look SO SILLY but it's the type of thing I want on hand if I ever wake up and discover that I have become fabulous and/or fabulously batty.
It's Bendywinks Crumblethong as you've never seen him before.
And then there's Carey Mulligan, who looks like she's on her way to a business meeting.
How many graduates were sacrifices to make that covering?
Let's make a deal: You keep these extinct, and I'll withhold my Jurassic Snark.