A Tale Of Strange Clothes

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Somewhere is Sofia Coppola's story of an actor and his daughter. The premiere is the story of a bunch of indie stars in really bizarre clothes.

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A typically flawless Sofia Coppola, who never confuses sexiness with trying too hard.


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Karissa Shannon, who appears to.


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Chloe Sevigny's take on "schoolgirl." The difference is, hers was educated by Larry Clark.


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A genuine schoolgirl: bow-happy Elle Fanning. I like to imagine her picking this out!


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Angela Lindvall: the gypsy that remains.


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Isabel Lucas looks like she's been playing dress-up in her mom's closet again. And her mom is Angela Lindvall.


Erin Wasson looks like some fairy godmother tried to dress her, screwed up the spell, and sent her to the ball anyway to brazen it out, in a half-hybrid, half-delicata squash.


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An unusually demure Juliette Lewis.


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Mena Suvari, as usual, channels a prime-time TV divorce lawyer.



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CassandraSays
CassandraSays

Your idea of sexy is clearly a lot different than mine, Sadie. I mean I agree that there's a lot of trying too hard going on with some of these, but I'm not seeing the sexy in Coppola's outfit. She reminds me of my mother's much older friends in the 70s, sort of half Vegas and half dowager aunt.

Also it's a bit weird that any time any woman wears something where you can see the shape of her body some people tut-tut about it. It seems judgy, as the comment about Coppola's dress here illustrates. Would it really be trying too hard if the dress was fitted in such a way that you could tell that she has a waist?

I'm not digging the valorising of the somewhat dowdy and the implication about what that might mean about the more conventionally sexy, is what I'm saying. There's a whole lot of unacknowledged sexism going on in that judgement.