To our endless sorrow, we can't find these incredibly strange photos of Katie Holmes anywhere in our own subscriptions. But for what it's worth, no, we don't understand her puzzling outfit either; as far as we can tell, there is no reason for her to be dressed like a dancer who's keeping warm backstage before her audition to play Chorus/Inmate No. 3 in Chicago.
However, we did find a photo taken on the FOLLOWING day, in which Katie arrives to shoot her Eli Stone cameo wearing the same hair and makeup.
[Photo: BauerGriffinOnline.com]
So it's entirely possible that the large coif and ten pounds of slap from the FIRST photos are due to the fact that she's finally some semblance of a working actress right now, and the Cruise family wants everyone to know it, so she Katie is running around doing her errands without taking off her makeup from the day's shoot. I expect a ripe, juicy zit will be her reward for that.
The jeans and the tights under sandals, well, that's her own damn fault. Unless the Eli Stone writers gave her a part as a Cell Block Tango dancer who actually DID let her husband run into her knife ten times, and needs legal representation, and can only get it from a dude who may space out in the middle of her trial and imagine that George Michael is singing "Careless Whisper" in his ear. That would be interesting. Or at the very least it would absolve Katie of full responsibility for the pegged jeans. If that's not the case, then she'd better engage in a little creative finger-pointing soon, lest Karl Lagerfeld get wind of those pants and decide he doesn't dress plumbers.
However, we did find a photo taken on the FOLLOWING day, in which Katie arrives to shoot her Eli Stone cameo wearing the same hair and makeup.
[Photo: BauerGriffinOnline.com]
So it's entirely possible that the large coif and ten pounds of slap from the FIRST photos are due to the fact that she's finally some semblance of a working actress right now, and the Cruise family wants everyone to know it, so she Katie is running around doing her errands without taking off her makeup from the day's shoot. I expect a ripe, juicy zit will be her reward for that.
The jeans and the tights under sandals, well, that's her own damn fault. Unless the Eli Stone writers gave her a part as a Cell Block Tango dancer who actually DID let her husband run into her knife ten times, and needs legal representation, and can only get it from a dude who may space out in the middle of her trial and imagine that George Michael is singing "Careless Whisper" in his ear. That would be interesting. Or at the very least it would absolve Katie of full responsibility for the pegged jeans. If that's not the case, then she'd better engage in a little creative finger-pointing soon, lest Karl Lagerfeld get wind of those pants and decide he doesn't dress plumbers.
