The first time I saw this photo from the premiere of The Skeleton Key, I was a bit concerned:
No doubt, Kate Hudson is rocking that sheer beaded sheath -- she looks scandalous, but in an undeniably hot way. Unfortunately, at first I couldn't divorce the dress from all the unpleasant Geena Davis flashbacks it brought on, which left me quivering in fear that the lady would see Goldie Jr. sexing it up in this dress and decide it would be okay to resurrect her old transparent couture. And I'm not mentally ready for that.
But even with my fear of The Geena Factor, I'm now singing the praises of the above outfit, because I've seen what Kate changed into for the afterparty:
How did she go from sinfully sexy to shlumpy? This is a depressed bridesmaid. This is a bad 1991 prom dress. Indeed, I once wore a white version of this to a dance... when I was in grade nine. And even without a movie-star mother and fat piles of dosh in the bank from my own film paychecks, I still managed to wear one that fit; hers is sliding off her body, and taking her breasts with it.
Why the sharp left turn into Shapelesstown? It's like she gorged herself on popcorn and Junior Mints during the screening and decided she needed to hide the bloat with an untailored cotton sack. I sympathize with the bloatwatch, but... come on. This is extreme.
