I did a lot of really important things this morning. Culling these pictures from the World Wide Web was one of them.
First of all, yipes to Emma Watson for wearing a sheer lace dress with a super short feathered skirt. I hated the whole thing when I saw a photo during her Letterman appearance (where she did a hilarious impression of an American accent, saying “Oh my GOD, are you that girl from Harry Potter?), but I have come around on the whole thing, even though I do not condone the haircut.
To summarize, that was a laudatory “yipes.”
And then there was Helena Bonham Carter, who I love as a rule (and have loved ever since I saw Twelfth Night).
But, looking at her dress, that is one crazy lady who is maybe having a little trouble letting go of her Potter character.
I find myself at a bit of a loss. The fan in this next photo, on the other hand, finds himself at a bit of a win as Helena looks dangerously close to what I will refer to as a “nipple pop. “
The woman next to him looks suitably concerned/judgmental.
Also, I am going to go right ahead and admit, that if my hair could be that voluminous, I might have to wear it like that every, every day.
And of course, you know who was at the New York premiere? Johnny Weir, obviously—and dressed up as a vintage English schoolboy to boot. And thrilled. I cannot quite decide how it measures up to his Kentucky derby red carpet appearance, but it brought me joy.
Although I cannot say I am OK with the blue socks.