Fuglie de Ravin

Perhaps wearing better shoes would have saved Emilie de Ravin from looking as if she had been styled by a pinata salesman. As it is, though, she couldn’t hope to sell that outfit with the way she’s venturing down the dangerous path Kirsten Dunst blazed — the one where are forced to assume that ten seconds after this photo was taken, Bea Arthur beat her over the head with a cheesecake for stealing her sandals.

I wonder if that’s why Emilie looks so confused and unhappy here; it’s possible she saw, in the distance, a blur of loud fabric shooting toward her and knew she was headed for trouble. Brings new meaning to the slogan, “It was a Chico’s kind of day.”