The unvarnished plus here is that Carey Mulligan's hair is looking less Jen Lindley, and more Mia Farrow in Rosemary's Baby, and that's a step up. After all, poor Jen Lindley died, and all Rosemary had to deal with was, you know, bearing the child of Satan thanks to the machinations of a ruthlessly ambitious husband and evil septuagenarian neighbors. More importantly, though, Mia Farrow was MUCH better styled than Michelle Williams ever was on the Creek. So we're moving in the right direction from the eyebrows up. From the brows down, though:
A) Sister needs more color in her face: I know the BAFTAs red carpet was cold this year, but she looks like she might have frostbite. And just as the cure for almost anything is more cowbell, the cure for fake fashion frostbite is: more lipstick.
B) I kind of love the dress.
C) For someone about twenty years older. Honey, this thing takes gravitas that your ass hasn't gotten anywhere close to earning. And be grateful for that. One day you're going to wake up and regret that you didn't wear ridiculously fluffy party dresses while you could still get away with wearing them and looking cute, rather than looking like you went out wearing in the ruffly hats they put on the ends of a rack of lamb.
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