“So So So… so this is what it feels like to match wits with someone at your level, what the hell is the catch?”

Look, it’s not like I’m above throwing a Hamilton quote on the top of a piece for no reason—but in this case it’s not no reason. There’s something about that Angelica line that popped into my head as soon as I saw Allison Williams tonight. So this is what it feels like when you don’t feel constrained anymore, don’t give a f*ck what anyone thinks. Very interesting.

In Hamilton, Angelica Schuyler is bound by traditionally female expectations which frustrate her incredible mind—until she meets Hamilton and goes ohhhhh, this is what it could be like.

I feel like this is what’s happening in this picture with Allison Williams. After years of looking sort of like we expected Marnie Michaels to, with little glimpses (as Lainey wrote in 2015) of what she could do with clothes if she were unleashed from expectation and didn’t have to take stupid roles as Peter Pan, for God’s sake, I feel like this is what it feels like to see Allison Williams as she wants to be seen.

This drapey white Diane Von Furstenburg isn’t architectural like Comme Des Garçons but it’s a lot closer than a lot of people got last night, and she is wearing every bit of it. That red lip-deep-v-blonde curls—it could look like a costume, but it doesn’t. Instead it looks like she’s come out of the china-doll holder thing and become an actual woman, and I’m so into it. Like, look at that makeup. There are women much more experienced than her who can’t pull off “I’m doing a look here”, but she is.

Was it the psychological freedom of Marnie that did it? Or playing a horrible human in Get Out and living to tell the tale? Or did she finally just realize she didn’t care what other people thought?

I just looked at a far-away full body shot and wondered if she hadn’t come so far as I thought she had. Lainey once opined that she acted like the preacher’s daughter who had to wear cutesy dresses, and I mean… she didn’t exactly break the mold here. But it’s a departure. It’s something new that I did not expect, and I’ve always been mildly interested in what she would do when she decided to stop being perfect.

You see it, right?