When it comes to women and Hollywood, we always blather on about the body -- the stringent measurements for Hollywood beauty, or the faces and bodies sculpted by the surgeon's knife. We watch magazines and advertisements whittle every woman down to skeletal forms, and hear the ever-rampant stories of actresses being chastised for their size. For the most part, we forget the clothes that cover these diet-formed bodies, unless a frock is particularly hideous or ridiculously revealing.
But we live in a world where clothes matter -- so much so that a simple everyday outfit can rip away a woman's sexuality, and a baggy pair of pants can rip away her maturity. Just a week ago, Ellen Page was called asexual, childish, and a little boy for wearing slightly baggy clothes that covered her from head to toe in Christopher Nolan's latest, Inception.