The wrinkles, obviously, were not as bad when the night began; by this point she'd been sitting a lot, and that's going to happen. So I can't ding her for that. But that's not my only problem with this. I just can't figure out why, with all the options she had in the whole world, she'd pick a heavy champagne bridal gown with a bodice like a half-hearted hair swoop on a '50s teen heartthrob. I could TOTALLY see where this fabric might be much softer and more romantic in PERSON and that it just photographs banal. But that's also something to consider when picking dresses, no? Jess and I really need to open our red carpet storefront where you can take a dress on a test-run.
The back isn't convincing me, either. I just think she has more interesting taste than this.
Speaking of someone with more interesting taste than this...
This drapes a lot cleaner and nicer than Gunn's, and the fabric looks less muddy. So she's got that going for her.
A lot of people did not like this dress. I do not feel THAT strongly about it, but as much as I appreciate the attempt, the lavender on the bottom feels a little too sweet, no? Is it even lavender? It might be pink. Or orchid. Or... look, I forget my Crayola 64s. I know this will be an unpopular opinion, but as much as I'd be curious what other color might've worked on the skirt, I am pleased she shed the surly persona for one night. And that she didn't wear nude shoes.
The back might be neat. It also might be very Disney Princess. If they ever make a Disney move called Your Hipster Highness, it may arrive here.
This is crazy. It's satin entrapment. And if you stare at it for too long, you WILL see spots. It's
This dress looks labial folds wearing a tutu.