Somehow, Eva Mendes seems to fly under my celebrity radar almost all the time. And it's not just me -- I once saw a preview for We Own The Night that misspelled her name as "Mendez," so apparently nobody involved in the creation or approval of that national advertisement is terribly interested in her either. And now she's gone and made herself even less distinct:
To me, this outfit is vintage Eva... Longoria-Parker, who never met a neon-pastel shade she didn't love. Which I understand, to a point. Bright hues are great sometimes, but moderation, not mixed together like some deranged sorbet sundae -- and DEFINITELY not served with crunchy crushed ribs and boob-pancakes as toppings.
To me, this outfit is vintage Eva... Longoria-Parker, who never met a neon-pastel shade she didn't love. Which I understand, to a point. Bright hues are great sometimes, but moderation, not mixed together like some deranged sorbet sundae -- and DEFINITELY not served with crunchy crushed ribs and boob-pancakes as toppings.
