Amber, is that you? AMBER. Seriously, what were you thinking? I know your whole schtick in Clueless was to be the girl who copies Cher’s clothes and wears her castoffs, but Cher Horowitz would never even wear this if she was going to enter a Tiger Woods mistress beauty pageant in Fresno. Where did you even buy this? I thought you took Tai shopping on Melrose! Something tells me a really slick salesgirl talked you into it and convinced you that these awful semisheer pastel colors somehow work on redheads (which they do not) and then you bought three of them because she lavished you with compliments when you walked out of the dressing room. I mean, honestly. You are a Monet in this.