Sometimes I’ll like an outfit but feel that it definitely has some flaws.
Sometimes I’ll think someone is kind of pulling something off that might approach Disaster territory on someone else.
But I get the most satisfaction out of posing Sink or Swims when I honestly don’t have a fucking clue what’s going on. Or how I should feel. Or why this is happening to me.
Here’s Katie Holmes as Tom Cruise escorts into the Bowery Hotel’s resident Italian joint Gemma.
So: her trousers are flattering and fall at an of-the-moment crop. Her shirt is crazy and confusing and sheer. Her jacket is really chic and classic and cool and then all of a sudden… BAM! Leather Sleeves! Fuck you! Also, a brown bag with an all-black ensemble? I understand that’s possible but I don’t think this is an example of success.