Pictures from Blenheim
Melbot looks as if she should be poked on top of a Christmas tree. Maybot's ill fitting dress has a slit in the back of dress that nearly showed her knickers (unless she's wearing a thong), it is terrible colour for her pasty skin, and she's no Michele Obama, bare arms do her no favours. She never gets evening wear right. Her jewelry choice is usually great: that chunky silver chain necklace, with silver earrings, she wore in Brussels makes a classy statement and really flatters her, reflecting light to her face. The blokes look OK, though, if you discount T.'s hair and tan a l'orange.
(I'm available for consultations, Mme. Wintour or M. Enninful, and dirt cheap.)