Seriously, dudes, I hate it when Chloe Sevigny shows up places and looks awesome, and it's happening more than it used to.
See? Other than kind of straggly hair -- which, awkwardly, I myself have RIGHT THIS SECOND -- and that questionable choker, she looks totally fine and cute. Maybe even -- HORRORS -- a little boring. Except for the shoes, of course. I want to club her over the head with a sack full of oranges, rip those off her feet and go running into the dark, cold night, laughing uproariously and cradling them to my breast like a precious, precious baby. Because I dig them. A lot. But otherwise, I kind of miss those halcyon days when she used to run around that that Art Garfunkel hair do. So this fills me with ennui.
See? Other than kind of straggly hair -- which, awkwardly, I myself have RIGHT THIS SECOND -- and that questionable choker, she looks totally fine and cute. Maybe even -- HORRORS -- a little boring. Except for the shoes, of course. I want to club her over the head with a sack full of oranges, rip those off her feet and go running into the dark, cold night, laughing uproariously and cradling them to my breast like a precious, precious baby. Because I dig them. A lot. But otherwise, I kind of miss those halcyon days when she used to run around that that Art Garfunkel hair do. So this fills me with ennui.
