Upon seeing this picture of Patricia Arquette, my first instinct was to have a violent reaction and bash her outfit as a whole. But I think it’s much more fun to pick it apart, piece-by-piece. Let’s start with the anchors of the ensemble. I wasn’t aware one of Arquette’s hobbies was tending the cattle on her farm! What you do in your spare time is your business, but maybe you should change before leaving the barn so you don’t smell of manure. Onto the threads. I love a good muumuu, but this looks wrong. The print is enormous and the colors contrast too much. The proportions of the muumuu and pants together make her looks short, stout and insane. Time to talk accessories. I believe, most of the time, fashion should serve a purpose. The scarf, that matches nothing whatsoever, is just hanging off her body like soggy arm flab. I love distressed leather, but that bag paired with the rest of this mess gives the illusion she just got dragged across the border by a pick-up truck. Just when you think the kids are old enough to dress themselves…It is difficult to be mean mommy, but someone has to do it.
Thanks Jezebel for the pic
Amanda realized at a young age she could turn her love for materialistic bullshit into a lucrative career. She gets the best of two worlds working in both fashion merchandising and journalism. Amanda's obsessions include Johnnie Walker Black Label, jamming to Lil Wayne at obnoxious noise levels and working on her memoir "Sex, Drugs and Burning Chairs: The Kent State Experience." She possesses more knowledge about underwear than you could ever accumulate in your entire life. Midwestern born, bred and corrupted, Amanda currently resides in Brooklyn with the ///Slant///.
