Blake Lively is a lovely girl. Truly, like a sexy giraffee fused with the kid we all loved to babysit, giggly gangly fun all around. Frankly, if I were a million feet tall I'd be trying all sorts of runway craziness so props to her for not, you know, wearing a swan or a wolf costume or something. However....
.....that might have better. Don't get me wrong - or do, I actually don't particularly care - the color is lovely, the bodice, while being uber fitted has great detailing and you can't deny that any sort of princess style pleating is universally flattering.....but....she looks a million years old! Seriously! This is something my Great Aunt Gertrude (Hi again Gert, much love and respect, dug the cashmere socks, for sure) would don when her husband - oddly enough his name is Don - decided to take out to see Andrea Bocelli at the local civic center! The shredded looking train, the awkward slit, the heavy bracelets on both arms, dear god the weight of the whole ensemble will crush our giggly giraffe where she stands!
So, what would I have dressed her in?
Voila:
The turquoise here is a better pop of color for her hair and skin tone, just think how vibrant miss thang would've been! She would've had the look of a fitted bodice without the drooping side effect, and the length while perfect for evening is still young young young.
Clearly I'm against the tights the model is wearing in this picture, I think it makes the look a tad casual, but overall, hello, perfection! And you know what? It's bebe, which means you or I could afford it. And the giggly giraffe could afford dozens. Everybody wins.