What the What?

We can all agree that this is horrible, right?  I mean, come on!  You are a beautiful, thin actress who can wear just about anything and it will look amazing on you (not mention that you most likely had a gaggle of designers begging you to wear their dresses for this night), but instead you choose (for the Oscars nonetheless), a dress that looks like you traveled to Sesame Street, handed the local tailor your designer dress, asked him to shave Snuffleupagus, dye the hair the color of Barney the dinosaur and sew it onto the bottom of the dress.  I just don’t understand the madness of this decision!