Gemma Hayward: Once a fur coat and no knickers kind of girl, always a fur coat and no knickers kind of girl. But what is this? Goat? Gorilla? Gothic teddy bear? Sinister doesn't cover it.
Hugh Montgomery: This alluringly glossy, apparently Mongolian, fur coat is all the better for wearing its expense lightly: Marianne Faithfull meets Gillian Taylforth, plus a touch of louche alchemy.
Gemma: Let's face it, this is a woman beautiful enough to stop you in your tracks even if she'd applied her make-up with a wax crayon. I like the red lips against her pale complexion and simple, straight blonde locks.
Hugh: She may have been at the Savoy for the British Fashion Awards, but this red lippy/visible roots combo would be equally at home down the Dog & Duck. As ever, La Moss's blithe brassiness cocks a snook at the anodyne sophistication of her red-carpet comrades.
Gemma: Given it was the British Fashion Awards, Ms Moss could have had the pick of any designer outfit she wanted... Instead, she chose to sling on a silk slip and borrow the late Jack Duckworth's string vest.
Hugh: Now, this is where we must demur on our abject Mossie-love. We can only assume this fishnet number is the result of a mischievous frock-swap and that, somewhere across town, a member of The Only Way is Essex was looking confused in couture at the premiere of Happy Feet 2.
Gemma: She would clearly not rather go naked than wear real fur but the effect of nude shoes to match the nude slip is, er, nude.
Hugh: Talking of TOWIE, these Essex girl-ish, off-white Louboutins at least carry the theme through to an enjoyably irreverent conclusion.