Blake, Blake, Blake. I understand you were attending the Met's costume gala but did that really mean you had to go as Serena Van der Boobsen for the night? Since when did you start taking fashion advice from your younger, hoochier alter ego?
A former fan of S, I am (these days) appalled at her get-up. Cleavage, cleavage, and more cleavage does not a sassy girl make. The unbearably tight leather jackets zipped to just below her ample bosom, the plunging necklines that render her boobs and nothing else, and the nasty shrugs and knitted waistcoats are quite frankly, appalling. Eric Daman, what have you done? What happened to the Serena we know and love?
Perhaps we have Blake to blame for this outrageous crime against fashion - ever since series two started I've noticed a definite change in her wardrobe. Formerly demure and daring, Lively is now a little too lively. Boobs, legs, and teeth? Didn't anyone ever tell you that less is more Lively?
The Versace monstrosity she wore to the 'Model as Muse' themed bash wasn't a patch on the lovely Ralph Lauren she wore last year. As for that ill-fitting (supposedly custom made) Nina Ricci gown she wore to the Oscars this year, well, don't even get me started on that...
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