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The Fashion Assassin
Target: Time Will Tell
This episode brought to you by: Dom Perignon.
Because champagne isn't just for toasting anymore. It also comes in handy
for deactivating entry card-readers.
Sydney gives Dixon quite the little thrill when she dresses in the van in
Oxford. Her auburn wig is particularly flattering, but, I'm sorry,
Marshall, her purse looks like it has a flashbulb.
Do you think Anna chose her dress specifically to show off her
serious biceps?
Did you ever have fashion-theme days in high school? Like "School Colors
Day" or "Hat Day" or "Pajamas Day"? Well, it's apparently "Gray-Shirt Week"
at SD-6. You know these evil espionage organizations; they try, but they
just don't quite get it with the morale-boosters.
Oh, Lord, Marshall. Brown jacket and blue tie? Have you been shopping at
The House of Willage?
I want a Magic Pen like Jack's.
Ugh, Willage is having a particularly bad hair day. (And you KNOW
that's serious.) Apparently he can no longer afford shampoo. Either that or
he dunked his head in a vat of olive oil.
Is the air-conditioner stuck on "high," Syd? Who needs a turtleneck sweater
in L.A.? Of course, she ditches the big, frumpy sweater for a tight,
sleeveless T-shirt for her meeting with Vaughn. Wouldn't you?
Syd's outfit in Positano is just really cute and flattering. The glasses
are a nice touch. And how lucky that she had planned on jumping off the
building and brought the harness and line with her.
Dixon, I'm sorry, you know I love you, but that is a doofus hat.
Syd looks good in a French braid, but the brown bandana needs to go.
My goodness, Syd is positively precognitive in this ep, what with the
jumping equipment and the bullet-proof vest. Do even spies normally wear
bullet-proof vests when they're hiking for miles and digging holes on the
Chilean border?
Wig count: 0 blonde, 0 brunette, 1 redhead.
--By Souris, Vartan Ho #4
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