I swear Sienna Miller swiped this
dress from my Aunt Ruby's toilet paper doll. Somewhere there's a sad Barbie stuck in a role of Charmin, nekkid as the day she was molded, or extruded or whatever.
And poor Anna Wintour. She looks like she might have broken something inside while trying to force a laugh out of her gullet. And it's too bad she had to patch up her charming Aztec tablecloth frock with bits of her semaphore cheat sheet. She also has some sort of tragic bedjacket/part of my dress is simulating having a cardigan around my shoulders sleeve/cape thing going on that's just confusing.