Rhona Mitra here always seemed like a bit of a pill to me. I once saw her at a coffee shop in Venice and she was CRANKY, so that has clouded my judgment. Of course, it's possible that she had just gotten a parking ticket or had cramps or remembered that her last major film role was playing the poor man's Kate Beckinsale in the most recent Underworld movie, and any of those things could make anyone crabby. Her expression here doesn't really help though:
Cheer up, babe! It can't be that bad! Look at all the room you've got in that dress for snacks. Anything that doesn't require Spanx on the night of an awards show is cause for celebration as far as I'm concerned. On the other hand, there's something about this that makes me:
Cheer up, babe! It can't be that bad! Look at all the room you've got in that dress for snacks. Anything that doesn't require Spanx on the night of an awards show is cause for celebration as far as I'm concerned. On the other hand, there's something about this that makes me:
- concerned the hem is going to get caught around her feet, causing her to faceplant into the champagne fountain;
- concerned that the back is deeply, deeply unflattering to her bum
- concerned that the front is actually even kind of unflattering to her front.
