
Listen, I love this color, and the belt makes her waist look tiny, tiny, tiny. But, and I wish you could see this better in photos, the boob detail is crackpottery at its crackiest. They look like inverted shoulder pads. They looked both squished and pointy, like one of Madonna's cone bras melted -- or, as I said on Twitter, as if her breasts were sock puppets. Such a distracting shame considering that the rest of our Girl on Fire was, in fact, en fuego.

Dryer sheets, take me away.

This is maybe two parts pretty, and two parts a dinner napkin affixed with a butler's pull.

You know, this struck me at first as if it were created on a computer screen, and the designer deleted the entire middle and then gave up and went to bed. But I actually also think it's pretty cute on her, and even though the shoes are wacky, can we celebrate that they're not nude?

This is fine, but it's just a luncheon -- isn't it exhausting to wear so much stuff in a row where you have to worry about drinking too many bubbly drinks? Just once she should've treated herself to a caftan.
