
She looks fantastic. I don't even know or particularly care if I ACTUALLY like the dress. The hair, the earrings, the bright colors against the black, the shoes... Blake, you are so precious to me. Am I precious to you?

Apparently I am NOT precious to her, or else she would not have wasted THAT HAIR and the shoes and the earrings on a dress that is a complete practical joke of a nightmare. It needs three more inches, and to lose the hacked-up trench coat pieces being employed as sleeves.

I mean, full marks to her for keeping it REALLY interesting. This is crazy and weird and '80s, but Blake Lively is doing what so few people bother with anymore: an actual, varied, curated, weird and wild and wildly creative summer movie press tour. She is not half-assing the fashion, even if she might be half-assing this dress in a surprisingly literal sense.

ALERT: MEGA HOOPS. Also, what a treat it must be to look in the mirror every day and be like, "Oh, right, this is my face."
