Mary-Kate attended a children’s charity event in New York City last night and wore this…this…drapey thing. I honestly can’t say I hate it. As a matter of fact, the more I look at it, the more “her” it seems to be and the more pleased I am that she decided to wear it to the event.

It takes guts when you’re in the gossip-loving public eye to be your own person who wears whatever the hell you feel like wearing when you step out into the glare of the spotlight, despite the heat you’ll take for it.

I’ve seen Mary-Kate all glitzed-out wearing high leather boots, mini skirt, sexy ‘this’ and sexy ‘that’ in the past. The girl can dress when she’s in the mood, there’s no doubt about that.

I like the fact that she isn’t a fashion slave and feels inclined to wear stuff like this sometimes. She’s got gorgeous eyes and a face that isn’t hard to look at. She also has a somewhat decent body under that crazy shroud she’s wearing.

What I can’t handle? The clashing mustard-yellow handbag she’s clutching and that goofy headband. I mean, geez, it’s one thing to feel secure enough about your body to wrap it in a circus tent of nothing but accordian-pleats. But to neglect coordinating your handbag and sticking that ugly thing on your head?

Now, that’s a major fashion no-no.