
Lupita recently wore something from Mary's psychedelic phase, and apparently, it has continued apace.

This cracks me up. It's like she dropped acid while staring at an ancient Egyptian urn.

That IS a really cool skirt, but the rest of it is giving me migraines. King Tut-flavored migraines.

Apparently, the basic theme of this is: treat it as separates. I like the blazer and I like the skirt. And while they go better together than a lot of these outfits' pieces, I still think they'd flourish more on their own without competition.

Someone tried on her new cocktail dress over her PJs.

Socks and heels are bad enough, but mid-shin socks with granny sandals give her a special Nursing Home kind of flair.

Don't stare as she walks toward you, or else you might find yourself clucking like a chicken every time someone says the word 'juice box.'

This is sort of... it's because I'm easily swayed by the model's own self, but I keep thinking of a Jessica Pare or Michelle Monaghan type in this.

And then the red robin proffered a laurel to the goddess of the afterworld, who simply laughed and cooked it for dinner on her lovely lush green lawn, for in the underworld there is no drought.

And then we go to Julien Macdonald, whose stuff I often feel toes the line of vulgarity. It's well-made, but it's heinous.

This is clearly an homage to a failed shoelace factory.

This is banal Rita Ora-level formalwear.

This is just a cat's cradle merged with a bathing suit, for people who are unclear on the concept of "good."

And this, which is much more normal albeit still a formal Clan of the Cave Bear outfit, is probably for Taylor Swift.

What's frustrating is, even the stuff that's fuller coverage ends up looking from the front like she has a developing crotch wedgie.

It's a small thing, but this would be a lot more fun without the puckering.

As usual, there's some fun color and pattern work that's lost in clashing and/or zany details, but at least this show was probably REALLY delightful to behold.

I particularly wince at the shoes.

If you took a guitar strap and a first grade class's play parachute and tried to turn it into a Ren Faire costume, you'd get this.

Don't sleep on that robot on her left hipbone. That thing wants to zap the hell out of your spleen.

You know who should be wearing this line? Jennifer Lawrence. Not because this is all so thrilling, but because it seems WAY more in keeping with her free-as-a-bird personality than Dior is.

Admittedly, no one should wear this, unless they are bringing back "The Carrie Diaries."

I feel like -- and this may sound insane -- I can't take this seriously until we tuck in the shirt.

I don't think I meant to download this one, but I did, so: Hey, here's this! It's not that zany! Maybe that's a good thing.

I rather like this. The volume, the colors... it's cool. Minnie Driver seems cool, and she has a show now; let's marry them.

Simple but chic.

Corsets On The Outside: The WTF 2016 Story

Well, if it's going to work AT ALL, it's going to be on Zendaya.

Girlfriend has the fanciest leg hair I've ever seen. And it's bionic, if it grows through her clothes.

This totally feels like something Sarah Jessica Parker would wear.

Cate Blanchett and SWINTON may fight to the death for the right to wear a housecoat bedecked with expired false eyelashes.

The shoes are weird with this, but otherwise, I actually rather like it. And I definitely think we'll see it. If we don't, it's because people are crazy.

This too, I think. Lousy shoes, but an interesting dress that ought to find its context.

It was going so well for Casper until someone's fly swatter accidentally found him.

That's a horse on her thigh. Just to be clear.

Much cuter.

Cate Cate Cate Cate. Cate!

Weebles wobble but they don't fall down.

I assume those sleeves double as coozies.

Burberry DOES know its coats.

Of course, then this looks like a straitjacket mixed with a Disney Princess bodice that was abandoned after a long coffee break.
