On the night of the VMAs, when Elizabeth Reaser kindly stepped in to play her role, Kristen Stewart was across the continent in Toronto promoting On The Road — her first non-paparazzi public appearance since The Twipocalypse. And she went big. Remember when Ryan and Reese got divorced, and everyone painted Abbie Cornish as the interloper, and she started going out places frocked like a nun? I applaud Kristen — who has, in by belief unjustly, taken the brunt of the heat for the misdeed with Rupert Saunders while he is inexplicably largely left alone — for stepping onto this red carpet in something bold and brassy and sexy, instead of shuffling out in Puritan garb. It basically says, “I am not broken.” And while, yes, she certainly has her share of culpability, I find the media’s insistence on covering this with a “wanton tart seduces poor married man” aura to be unfair at best. So good for you, K.Stew, for refusing to curl up in a ball. Do I wish you’d done it without also showing off your undergarments? Yes. But as Mick Jagger once said, you can’t always get what you want.
Here are my feelings: I like everything about this but her face. And her stance. And I suppose her hands in her pockets. And the fact that we have totally seen that dress like seven hundred times already. So…I like everything about it but how Kristen Stewart actually looks. Which is kind of a problem, I guess.
K. Stew’s been looking pretty good lately. I am not entirely sure what’s been going on with her hair, but nor do I ever know what’s going on with my OWN hair, so….I feel her, is what I’m saying.
Yikes — Kristen here had to jet from Cannes to L.A. and then back east to New York.
She’s holding up pretty damn well, especially because going on Today means that, if you’re jet-lagged and on L.A. time, you’re basically waking up around when your body is expecting you to go to bed after a night in the back corner of a club that’s giving you free champagne. Her skin looks great, and I love it when she’s a rich brunette — she’s been blonder and she’s been blacker, and neither of them seemed to suit her as well as the warm chestnut tones. It’s such a relief that we’ve put that greasy Runaways phase behind us, because I never enjoy looking at photos of people that give me a case of scalp itch by association. In sum: Hooray. And let’s consider the equally effective outfit:
Gutsily Played, Kristen Stewart; Well Played, Kirsten Dunst
On the night of the VMAs, when Elizabeth Reaser kindly stepped in to play her role, Kristen Stewart was across the continent in Toronto promoting On The Road — her first non-paparazzi public appearance since The Twipocalypse. And she went big. Remember when Ryan and Reese got divorced, and everyone painted Abbie Cornish as the interloper, and she started going out places frocked like a nun? I applaud Kristen — who has, in by belief unjustly, taken the brunt of the heat for the misdeed with Rupert Saunders while he is inexplicably largely left alone — for stepping onto this red carpet in something bold and brassy and sexy, instead of shuffling out in Puritan garb. It basically says, “I am not broken.” And while, yes, she certainly has her share of culpability, I find the media’s insistence on covering this with a “wanton tart seduces poor married man” aura to be unfair at best. So good for you, K.Stew, for refusing to curl up in a ball. Do I wish you’d done it without also showing off your undergarments? Yes. But as Mick Jagger once said, you can’t always get what you want.
[Photos: Getty, WENN]
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