When I was in seventh grade my class did one of those weekend trips to York, and all the girls got so excited to be away from home that once we got to the hotel, we all dumped out whatever makeup we'd managed to get our hands on and dolled ourselves up but good. By which I mean, like teenage hookers. We had no clue what we were doing, and add to that the fact that our rooms and bathroom were dimly lit so we couldn't even really tell how much we had on; when we couldn't see any difference in our faces we'd slap on more, and more, and more. Looking back, I now understand why our teachers took one look at us and practically passed out cold.
But, looking back again, I DON'T think Sarah Michelle Gellar was in that class, or on that field trip, or in York at the time watching a flock of painted pre-teens drift past all proud of themselves. So I'm not sure what's going on here:
She doesn't even look like herself. Especially at a Vaseline event about keeping skin amazing, where you'd think a minimalist approach with makeup would've been more logical, as opposed to creating the illusion of two black eyes and a frostnipped mouth.
Smidge also might've wanted to reconsider her minimalist approach to boob support -- sticky bras, altering the dress, wearing a different one altogether -- but perhaps she thought with all that stuff on her face nobody would recognize her. She should've just told photographers she was Ivanka Trump. By the time they noticed that those aren't Ivanka's boobs, Sarah Michelle would be long gone.
