Thanks to the antics of pioneer Kristen Bell and all her successors, we here at GFY are well-versed in the evils of stumpophrenia -- the disease that grips a starlet in its withered talons and forces them out of the house in outfits whose misguided hemlines shave inches off their perceived height. But I'm not sure what the medical term is for someone who wears clothing that, all mixed together, creates a hodge-podge of proportional nightmares. Picassomonia? Wackatosis?
[Photo: WENN]
I have no idea where Lisa's natural waist is, thanks to the combo of that dress (I assume?) and the cropped wrap jacket. But I'm pretty sure it is not, as this ensemble would imply, an inch below her boobs. Add in the over-the-knee suede boots, and honey, it's just too much. She looks like an expensive hooker who likes to make collages out of art she bought at IKEA.
She also, weirdly, reminds me of Bangs on the new 90210. You know, the girl with the bob who was on drugs and got booted from the school musical and looked sweaty all the time, until she overdosed, cleaned up, and started dating the school geek whose pornographer parents paid for her to go to rehab (and yet, did it all boringly and without character development). If Lisa Edelstein busts into those ten tortourous, oft-repeated bars from "Spring Awakening" -- the bars that pretty much guaranteed I will never see that musical in my lifetime, no matter how awesome the rest of it is -- I am going to LOSE IT. Which won't solve anyone's problems, least of all Ms. Edelstein's early-stage wackatosis. I hope we've caught it in time.
[Photo: WENN]
I have no idea where Lisa's natural waist is, thanks to the combo of that dress (I assume?) and the cropped wrap jacket. But I'm pretty sure it is not, as this ensemble would imply, an inch below her boobs. Add in the over-the-knee suede boots, and honey, it's just too much. She looks like an expensive hooker who likes to make collages out of art she bought at IKEA.
She also, weirdly, reminds me of Bangs on the new 90210. You know, the girl with the bob who was on drugs and got booted from the school musical and looked sweaty all the time, until she overdosed, cleaned up, and started dating the school geek whose pornographer parents paid for her to go to rehab (and yet, did it all boringly and without character development). If Lisa Edelstein busts into those ten tortourous, oft-repeated bars from "Spring Awakening" -- the bars that pretty much guaranteed I will never see that musical in my lifetime, no matter how awesome the rest of it is -- I am going to LOSE IT. Which won't solve anyone's problems, least of all Ms. Edelstein's early-stage wackatosis. I hope we've caught it in time.
