Considering how she served up all of herself on a leopard-print platter at an Oscar post-party two years ago -- and then again last year -- it is no insignificant feat of sanity that got Stephanie Seymour out of her house and to the My Super Ex-Girlfriend premiere in a normal-looking outfit.
She looks lovely: clean and fresh for summer, youthful but not like she's clinging desperately to the last wisps of her halcyon days, fit and glowing, tastefully accessorized. And most importantly, she is not asking me to watch various pieces of fabric blaze their unforgiving trail through her derriere's most secret crevices. So, in the truest sense, everybody wins here.
