cimorene

I don't have a lot to say except that my baby got stuck in Tampere last night, spending the night on the couch of a strange woman named Leeloo with a lesbian roommate.

But I do have one other thing to say, which is Sarah Jessica Parker's outfit at the Sex and the City premiere, let me show you it. Now, I loathe SATC and I'm not crazy about SJP's style choices in general, so this isn't a case of Et tu, Brute.

No, it's just that if I see a picture of a woman with a gigantic neon green silk rose-and-pineapple on her head, unless she is in a commercial for bananas, I'm going to point and LOL. This outfit looks more like the hat you'd wear to one of those sex/liquor-all-night-in-the-street Carnivals, like Vappen/Vappu (Valborgs natt, if that means anything to you people acquainted with European pagan traditions) where everyone who hasn't graduated from high school wears the silliest hat they can find. It certainly doesn't seem at all like something you could wear anywhere with a straight face, while pretending to glamour. This is leagues beyond the point-and-LOL potential of the run of the mill stupid British spectator hat - worlds, even. Multiverses. I mean... NEON GREEN. PINEAPPLE. Why? Fire that stylist, my friend. Stat. (And if possible, hire Cynthia Nixon's.)