Fug or Fab: Michelle Williams

So, I have a total soft spot for Michelle Williams. It might be because of the many many many years I spent toiling at the hem of Dawson's Creek, and it might be because every time I see a photo of her out and about with Matilda, I coo to whoever is in close proximity, "she [Matilda] looks just like her Daddy," and then I feel really sad about that whole Heath Ledger thing and ergo protective of the parties involved. Whatever the reason, I am fond of old Jen Lindley and I want her to be happy. But while we all know that outfits can not bring true happiness one way or the other -- although I certainly think they can make you feel MUCH BETTER about things, which is why I own so many pairs of shoes -- let's get to the clothes, anyway, shall we?

The front:

The back:

My suspicion is that this is one of those things that you see in person and it's crazy amazing (Cramazing! One of Areosmith's most popular tunes!) and then in photos it looks kind of like it's teetering on the edge of cheesy/chintzy. Like, I wonder if it just doesn't translate. It's a bit like a gladiator has raced in from fighting a lion, or whatever, and then realized that he's TOTALLY running late for Marcus Agrippa's stupid toga party, but if he doesn't go, it will be social DISASTER, so he just throws on his toga and dashes out the door. Which might be what M. Wil was going for. As her former co-star once so memorably announced, I don't know her life. Wait. That's not what he said, was it? Let's go to the tape: