I’ve always wondered why Sarah Jessica Parker was considered a fashionista, when her main connection to fashion seems to be showing up on the set of Sex and the City and wearing whatever Patricia Field told her to. I mean, I’m old. I remember watching SJP when she was the “Winona Ryder of her time” meaning she dated everyone who was anyone in Hollywood. We don’t have one of those now because Lindsay’s been in rehab and even Colin Farrell knew enough to keep his distance when she gave him her phone number. All of which is just to say, I’ve watched this woman for 20 years and in all that time she’s never done better on her own than a nice Henley and some pleated-front jeans.
Aaaaaanyway, there are certain fashion crimes that no amount of painstakingly-applied spackle and a nice new rug can make up for, and this is one of them. Please, ladies and gentlemen, may we retire the “SJP is a fashion goddess” myth? I promise: two straight weeks with no SJP fashion stories on the wire and I’ll stop making jokes about the Preakness.