…about clothing, and the appropriate wearing thereof. First, the plaudits.
I have always had an old-man crush on Anya Taylor-Joy, the chick from that chess movie, and her latest appearance did nothing to end that for me:
Best legs I’ve seen in quite a while, so why shouldn’t she show them off?
Her boyfriend, despite looking a little like a taller Frodo Baggins, was at least appropriately attired:
The same stylish and appropriate attire did not extend to some of the rest of the male(?) attendees. The Skarsgård boy (Anya’s co-star in the movie) wore a tee shirt:
…while the editor of British Vogue looked like a morning Tube commuter:
…and the whole thing went rapidly downhill from there:
This post has been brewing for a while, because a couple weeks ago at some other movie premiere / red carpet thing, we were treated to this horrifying nonsense:
Seriously? At a formal evening event?
Compare the above with the 1940 Academy Awards banquet:
‘Nuff said.
