Well, in the past Lea Michele has raised our concern with her tiny tiny skirts and her widening leg stance.
She appears to have sought an answer in formal shorts, to avoid any unseemly games of peekaboo with her privates. But you know what they say…
Dearest Lea Michele, if this is what you are wearing for flights…
… then kongratulations on your apparent adoption by the Kardashians. We look forward to your inevitable name change — Klea has such a pert ring to it — and sudden abiding interest in wealthy ballers who don’t talk much.
[Photo: Flynet]
It cracks me up that somebody scared poor little Sarah Hyland into apologizing for something totally innocent. The backstory: She apparently went on some show — I think E’s Fashion Police? — and made cheerful, imitative fun of the way Lea Michele mugs for the camera on the red carpet. And then on the Emmy show, she basically had to lament to the world her blackened, crusted soul for doing something so cruel to one so innocent, as if an army of Gleeks had kidnapped her mother with only this as its ransom demand. Which would be fine if Hyland had said, “Lea Michele makes beer out of kittens,” but she doesn’t. She just riffed on something Lea does anyway, and at this point, which Lea herself probably parodies to some degree (or so I would hope). The moral of this story is that I feel bad for Sarah Hyland, I still find Lea Michele hilarious, and I’m probably going to get a box of severed typing fingers in the mail in a few days.
So let’s talk about Lea’s dress instead. I have thoughts. They are not all positive. Dive in with me to this pool of sin.
Most of the reason I’m putting this up for a poll is, the dress seemed so beside the point that I can’t even really tell what it IS, much less whether I like it. Girlfriend has never met a carpet she didn’t turn into a runway. Tyra Banks would drool.
Better Played, Lea Michele/RED ALERT, LEA MICHELE
Is that see-through, or just a very illusory flesh-toned dress liner? I suspect the latter, and so I offer Lea a hearty pat on the back — but not too hearty in case it pops anything erogenous out of its sheath — for classing up the joint and tamping down her tendency to go gynecological on us. As for the rest of what happened on the red carpet, well… I am ringing the alarm, Beyonce-style.
[Photos: Getty]
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