Okay, Meg Ryan. Enough already.
First it was the ill-advised plastic surgery, then the insulting remake of "The Women" and now you come at us wearing some kind of body-covering sheath that might could double as an entymology final exam (Sample test question: The moth quietly resting on Meg's right breast is: a. Attacus atlas, b. Bombyx mori, or c. One element, among many, of a hideous dress). The irony? Real moths wouldn't dare eat that rag.
What's worse, you wore it to the premiere of your new movie (opening this weekend) "Serious Moonlight," which is summarized thusly by IMDB.com: "A high-powered attorney duct tapes her adulterous husband to the toilet ... right before their home is invaded by burglars."
Someone needs to duct tape you to a stylist. Stat.