What is going ON here? Not only is Camilla Belle wrapped in a hellacious hodge-podge of pieces -- a cropped coat with alien tentacles attempting to steal second base, a blue shirt with what looks like a piece trailing down the front of some high-waisted formal bloomers, and leggings that look like half-migraine, half-villain in a video game -- but she looks super cranky about it. Which does not give me much faith that I will fall in love with any of the 243 looks Nylon insists will tickle my heart. Especially not if I'm supposed to wear this many of them at the same time. If I were in Franz Ferdinand, and I saw this cover, I might react to being named Nylon's best-dressed band in the world by immediately burning my entire wardrobe and moving to an alpaca farm in darkest Peru.
