I love Uma Thurman; I think she’s beautiful. I find her ability to go from fairly plain to absolutely stunning inspiring, because it makes me believe that with the right tools and know-how, any of us could look this smokin’ hott.
But here’s why I really love Uma: after totally glamming it up for the Calvin Klein Collection dinner in New York City this week, she was spotted out and about with her son, looking like a typical midwestern suburban soccer mom. Go Uma.
The tabloids always have a conniption when celebrities go out in public looking like real people, but I love these photos; they’re a good reminder that even the most beautiful women opt for comfortable over chic some days, and even super stylish celebs get it wrong every once in a while. Just like the rest of us! Hooray!
I do feel compelled to say that this is about the worst outfit I have ever seen (not one single thing Uma is wearing appears to fit her properly, including her hat), but I have to give her props for just doing her thing. Although I kind of wish her thing did not include that pack of Marlboros she has jammed in her bra. Your bra is for holding your breasts, Uma — only your breasts. Also, smoking kills. That is all.