I dunno, Diane:
When I start to wonder where you've parked your gondola, maybe that's a sign that the hat is a bridge too far, if I may mix a metaphor. On the other hand, I admit to being intrigued by the physics that come into play when one pairs a weensy little cropped vest-top with...well, anything. Diane Kruger is blessed in that she doesn't have to call her girlfriends into the dressing room and say, "seriously, does this weensy little cropped vest-top make my back fat look fat?" the way most of the rest of the world would, but maybe she should have asked them if, when paired with her straw hat, it made her look like the boy who works Karl Lagerfeld's personalized water taxi. What a book that kid could write.
