Let’s talk about Eva LP, shall we?
On one hand, I like that she’s wearing an unusual silhouette. On the other hand, I remain unconvinced as to whether it totally works on her. Seeing that sort of cigarette-pant-length on a dress that has a train is both charming retro and also weird, like if your gynecologist were to light up a Pall Mall in the middle of your exam.

Let’s look at the back:


The back, I think, is kind of spectacular. Although I hope Eva’s stylist/friend/habitual wearer of sunglasses on his forehead Robert Verdi circled her all night, screaming at people not to step on her.