Looks like hammered shit.
Sickly.
And make no mistake. For these big Hollyweird events, the women are absolutely caked with plaster and assorted makeups, plus another two hours of some AIDS patient hairdresser fuckin’ about with their hair.
Add world-class fashion experts and seamstresses clothing them to optimize to the nines.
Subtract all this and you’re left with a meth-looking five on a scale.
Probably with brutal ketosis breath and frightening mental issues.