Sometimes, Mischa Barton is so very Value Village.
And I would be fine with that, in theory, because everybody appreciates finding a prime deal on something cute. But, that shirt would not be a good bargain at any price, possessed as it is of an embarrassing childishness that can only be pulled off by a very young girl in a nightgown or a very old Great Aunt who is playing bingo at her nursing home; for another thing, she probably did not unearth it on the discount rack at a local resale store, but in fact dropped a cool $150 on that ruffled fabric-blend fugtrocity, simply because some smart store owner figured that if you slap a hefty price tag on something, a celebrity will immediately decide it's Very Important and buy ten of them in different colors.
At least the hairy rocker boyfriend does look like he cost about $2.
