And now for a change of pace—I guess they still call it “fashion.”
These outfits were seen at the UK premiere of the Scorcese film “The Wolf of Wall Street.” I am in awe at the almost infinite variety of their deep horribleness, although some are clearly more horrible than others.
This woman was putting on her underwear, then unfortunately got tangled in a sooty cobweb. Pressed for time, she decided to throw on her boyfriend’s jacket and hoped it would cover the whole thing. It didn’t:
This woman’s inspiration: flying squirrel? Bat? Zorro?
This woman had the same initial problem as the one in the first photo, except instead of throwing on her boyfriend’s jacket, she decided to go with her very own flesh-colored bathrobe:
This lady is attempting the French schoolgirl look, a la Leslie Caron in “Gigi,” but doesn’t quite make the grade (although she is by far the best of the lot):
Why? WHY? Any of these women could wear nearly anything and look better than this.
In case you’re wondering about Leslie Caron and that French schoolgirl look, this is what I mean:
Caron—an absolute charmer.