Blake Lively, you’re smoking hot. Your boobs defy gravity and you have somehow mastered being reed thin yet bodaciously curvy all in one body. What I don’t get is your new penchant for naval-grazing necklines and crotch-adjacent hemlines.
You look fantastic in dresses that are just a tad more demure (exhibit A: pretty in pink Michael Kors and B: edgy in backless Alex Wang). These looks are still sexy, but they don’t wear you. Plus, I’d love to feel a little less like a dirty old man every time I look at you.


