Peep at the ole’ blondie (in the Charlotte Russe jeans and Chinese Laundry wedges) in the background having a face seizure over Mischa Barton. My face is doing the same thing, because I can’t believe that Mischa made such a sophisticated ensemble look like a common jizz rag! Just imagine the same dress on a 45-year-old (with fopa for days) graveyard-shift taxi dancer who will give you a sloppy handjob underneath the table for a Lottery Scratcher. ELEGANCE! That’s who was meant to wear this dress! Not Mischa!
Although, the giant wet spot on the back of her dress is a nice touch. Bitch knows how to accessorize. I’ll give her that.
Here’s Mischa, fresh from the crazy ward, leaving a party in NYC last night.