I have been growing attached to the normally very lovely Eva Mendes lately and I don't like to see things like this... this... I can't even bring myself to call it a dress because it looks like the woman wrapped a shower curtain around herself, threw on a pair of sunglasses and went on a half-Britney-crazy shopping excursion. It makes sense that she was alone when these were taken because I would assume a loved one would have pointed her misguided tush back into the bedroom to change into something that was at least Barton/Bilson happy hippie chic.
Eva good...