Not long ago, I didn't know who this person was. (For those who still don't, it's Katherine Heigl.)
I even lobbied for her not to go on the cover of the magazine I work for, claiming no one would know who she was. HA. They said. HA. Clearly that's because you're not a 'Grey's' person, gotta be a 'Grey's' person, everyone's a 'Grey's' person.
Whatever.
So she's also a movie star, right, and she's in the new film Knocked Up, which is less about a Doctor having a catastrophic overfill of knock knock jokes (although with her small screen work on 'Grey's' it's all about 'Grey's, you could be forgiven for thinking so) and can we just take a moment and appreciate how superb she (and that rock... holy custard apples, wouldyoulookatthesizeofthatthing?) looks at the premiere?
She's all soft and dreamy, and has played up her beautiful light olive skin with possibly the most flattering colour possible, peachy tan. Add the sweet 50s style shirt dress (with just the right amount of cleavage), the excellent 40s style updo, the simple drop earrings to indicate It Is Evening And This Is A Special Event, the beautiful tonal continuity with the peachy, glowing skin, the nude lip and simple lined eye and she's hotter than a piece of pineapple on a freshly-cooked Hawaiian pizza.
Note to Paris, Lindsay, Jessica, Britney, Jack Black: This be glamour. Learn from it.