Fashion rules thrown out at Cannes Film Festival

IT'S RAINING chats and chiens in Cannes, and nobody cares. Penelope Cruz doesn't rush along the red carpet at the premiere of the new Woody Allen film or pause to brush away the dew glistening on her inch-long eyelashes. She waves. She smiles. She mounts a few steps in a Marchesa gown as white as her teeth and repeats the drill. The crowd -- beneath a sea of colorful umbrellas that look like scattered bonbons from above -- whoop and wetly applaud.

By Monica Corcoran

May 25, 2008