Jaime King Could’ve Looked Sweeter Than a Bleeding Mark Rothko From Outerspace

I haven’t loved a dress top as much as Jaime King’s since probably Taylor Momsen’s inverted vampire-fang Marchesa neckline.

It’s very sweet. A snow-kissed collarbone thanks to a demure layer of some sheer stuff.

However … what it’s attached to receives BFF’s pause. I mean, it’s fine. Sorta like a Mark Rothko — but from outerspace. It’s a bit shapeless, a little long. But more offensively, the assembly of this look needed some triple-Virgo attention from Rachel Zoe:

Rachel would’ve nixed the black tights (nobody wants a bleeding Rothko) and given a blank hurt-your-feelings look to the mahogany-hued shoes that make ZERO sense.