Remember Tilda Swinton in 2008 dressing herself in Lanvin??? With like no makeup??? This is an end goal. Look at this frumpy glamour. The ascension. I remember watching her so closely all the time. Everyone was made up very nicely and then she walked up on stage looking like a weird angel in a silk trash bag smiling and giving no fucks. She swallowed up all possibility of looking not good with her supreme confidence in herself that it just looks perfect. It’s perfect! It couldn’t be anything other than perfect. The clothing and body as one thing, the person beyond all else. It’s beautiful. It’s always so beautiful.