
This dress is a dream. The pleats are beautiful, as is the ice-blue on her. Other than wanting to scream at seeing it pooled on that nasty street, this is perfect and I, too, would be posing like the world is mine.

This reveals a bit of a downer in terms of her hair, which reads like it just fell out of whatever she tried to do. And his shoes aren't great. But they seem super happy.

Young love! Keep sticking it to the doubters, you two.

PULL OVER. IT'S ALL GONE TO SHIT.

And in case you wondered if it might help if she were smiling, as opposed to looking at the camera like Netflix just rejected her pitch for a millennial My Fair Lady set at Coachella, the answer is no. No it does not. IT'S JUST BAD. I hope you do not have whiplash; that's no way to head into the weekend.
