Your Cannes coverage ends here, dears.
Welcome back, judgmental bitches!
And the LEWKS just keep on coming.
Welcome back to the French Riviera, where things continue to be breathtakingly glamorous.
Welcome to opening day of Cannes! (What? It was only like a week and a half ago. I’m not that far behind). For the uninitiated, the week-long Cannes Film Festival offers some of the best fashion of the year, every year. I’m not sure what makes stars bring it so hard to this particular festival – the French Riviera sunshine? The constant presence of March Fabness 2018 Champion Fan Bingbing? The knowledge that someone important could walk out of your new movie ten minutes into its premiere and ruin your entire life? Whatever magic is in the air, I’m grateful for it.
Get your memorial day realness on, bitches!
Welcome back to Cannes!
Welcome to the south of France, motherfuckers.
The derailed train that is the Met Gala continues.