MARY, MOTHER OF PEARL, WTF IS THIS, NICOLE?
Girl, whatever set of New Year’s resolutions and style goal declarations led you to this moment? You need to denounce every last one of them.
This is a DISASTER.
Receipts? Why, certainly. Let’s start at the top:
Here is what T blurted out to Lo at our 7 am editorial meeting. “JESUS CHRIST IF RUPAUL CAN AFFORD DOZENS OF WORLD CLASS WIGS WHY THE F CAN’T NICOLE F-ING KIDMAN?”
To which Lo was forced to concur while silently taking the coffee mug out of Tom’s hands. The point: the hair is just… we’re trying to be nice here. The hair … needs a break, is what we’re saying. Nic, maybe you should give it a rest and get yourself a set of good lacefronts for the foreseeable.
Also: the makeup is harsh.
Also-also: the necklace doesn’t go with the dress at all.
Which is a bit of a shame, because the necklace is clearly the only decent part of this whole look. This dress is just plain ugly and we see no reason to beat around the bush about it. We don’t have “quibbles.” We want this dress set on fire.
And finally, our last stop on this trip through Hiddy Town, the beige witchy pumps, which are just the cherry on the bottom of this sundae of hideousness.
Nic, you need to course-correct immediately. This is so not how your awards season should go.
Christian Dior Embroidered Tulle Gown from the Spring 2017 Collection
Fred Leighton Jewelry
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