
This is both very cool, and vaguely like an unfurling tongue, lapping up the competition.
The more I look at it, the more it's growing on me. Like a cotton-candy fungus. Maybe now that she finally looks like she's feeling better, she decided to dress up like the proverbial cloud nine on which she's also partying.

You can see from this one that it's two-toned -- baby pink in the front, and white in the back. Part of me wishes the color had been more of a gut-punch, but actually, with a dress that massive, a head-smacking shade might've eaten her alive. So yes, it's a tad bridal, but she's also got on impeccable makeup for it and she's wearing the hell out of it. I might love it now, just on the sheer strength of having to type about it for a bajillion slides.
And then there was the back jewelry. Meh. It's like very expensive reins. But I want her earrings and eye makeup.
Here is the Lanvin she wore to the Independent Spirit Awards, which... you know, the nice thing about these is that you can go easier and breezier, and I'm not sure this is easy or breezy ENOUGH. Well, breezy, maybe, in the sense that a LOT of her back would have felt temperature changes.
... and indeed, she apparently did feel every last one. Also, that string should've been nominated for best supporting actor. And won.
This Roland Mouret is okay, but... it looks more wrinkly than structured, and are some gates to the promised land about to open over her pelvis?
