Sometimes I have nightmares in which I go out in public wearing nothing but a light chiffon top and a denim jacket. No pants. No bra. Boobs almost threatening to spill out of my top – and not in a good way, either. In fact, let’s make no bones about it – in these dreams, I’m more or less naked. So too, is Kirsten Dunst in this photo. The difference, of course, is that I’m always dreaming when then actually happens. Kirsten, on the other hand, is living that dream – or the nightmare, rather. You could call her "quirky", you could call her "daring" – or you could call her a fashion criminal.

We’re going to go with "fashion criminal".