Anne Hathaway At 2007 Oscars

I dig Anne Hathaway solely for the fact that she eschews the Mystic Tan and Marlboro aesthetic that most of her peers embrace but when she strutted the Red Carpet in ivory Valentino, I began to get a little scared:

That is a very big bow, is it not? It kind of belongs on a Volkswagon Bug in the driveway on the day of your Sweet Sixteen party. The madness didn’t end there.

Oy vey, another bow? Is it Christmas? I know she needed something to keep her from looking like a tall glass of skim milk, but bows? Unlike alcoholism, they aren’t the answer.