This is just one of those mornings where I'm staring and staring at a photo, and can't figure out what the heck I want to say about it -- so I procrastinate by thinking about whether I should have peanut-butter for lunch (yes); whether to watch last night's
Gossip Girl or
One Tree Hill first (a coin-flip will help); how the execrable
Knight Rider actually makes last season's
Bionic Woman look like a nuanced, adept hour of well-acted intrigue; whether I am getting a cold or just an allergy attack; and why Ian Ziering things he has so many better things to do than guest-star on the new 90210, because even though it's a steaming pile, it cannot be less exciting or credible than playing Testiclees in
National Lampoon's The Legend of Awesomest Maximus alongside -- I kid you not -- Mr. Belding. I wish I had made that up. Actually, that's a very Steve Sanders sort of thing to do, so he's practically already back in character. COME ON, IAN. The CW's turdfest needs you.
All of which has left me with nothing but scattered thoughts and feelings about Rachel Weisz's dress here. Let's start with the front.
[Photo: BauerGriffinOnline.com]I want to love this. Certainly she's got nice calves, and a great figure. But the fit of the front is so messy and rumpled that it looks like it's riding up in weird places, creating pooches and pouches where there are none. And
Pooches and Pouches OUGHT to be an adorable children's book about a scrappy tiger cub and a kangaroo who defy the geographic and inter-species odds by becoming friends, going on awesome jungle adventures, and solving petty crimes, rather than a commentary on anyone's clothes. The effect makes the top, potentially interesting, appear instead to be wilting.
Here's a closer look: