“Inappropriate for Her Age,” Christie Brinkley Gets Criticized for Wearing an Extremely High-Slit Dress at 70

70-year-old Christie Brinkley exuded beauty and class as she attended a party on Thursday night. While all eyes were on her, some people didn’t fully agree with her choice of outfit, deeming it too revealing for her age.

The model recently attended the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue launch party to celebrate the publication’s 60th anniversary edition.

Brinkley stunned in a $225 gown that featured a thigh-high slit and extra-long, dramatic sleeves gracefully reaching the floor. As she posed for the cameras, the billowing fabric danced in the wind, enhancing her stunning presence.

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Fans showered the gorgeous model with compliments, praising her for looking radiant and beaming. One person noted, “Stunning as always,” and another added, “I’ve got to give it to her, she looks awesome in this dress!”

That said, the appeal of the dress wasn’t unanimous, as some deemed it too daring. A person remarked, “She is dressed inappropriately for her age. No need to have a slit up to there! She is a grandma…” Another observer expressed their opinion, saying, “She used to be so classy and beautiful, now just desperate.”

We think that Brinkley looks fabulous, and her confidence only adds to her undeniable beauty. Another older star who recently stunned with her appearance is Jane FondaTake a look at the 86-year-old’s appearance at Cannes 2024.

My Husband Didn’t Take Me on Vacation with His Family – I Found Out Why after Unexpected Help from My Mother-in-Law

Layla’s husband, Tom, has an annual tradition involving a family vacation that she isn’t invited to. After years of being excluded, Layla finally asks why she isn’t allowed to join, only for Tom to lie and blame his mother. But when Layla does her own digging, she and her mother-in-law discover a family secret that breaks the family apart.

My husband, Tom, has been going on an annual island vacation with his family since we had gotten married. That’s twelve years of family trips without me.

Every year, he’d pack his bags and leave our two kids and me behind.

“My mom doesn’t want in-laws on the trip, Layla,” he said. “You know this. It’s the same story every year. But still, you continue to ask about it.”

My husband rolled his eyes and sat on the couch, his hands wrapped tightly around his phone.

“Why don’t you just cancel this one, and we can take the kids on holiday instead?” I asked, tossing a salad to go with our dinner.

“Why would I do that?” he retorted. “The kids are too young and it will be chaotic. When they’re older, we can start talking about holidays with them.”

“And me?” I asked. “Are you sure your mom will mind?”

And that was when something snapped in me.

There, right on social media for everyone to see, was a carousel of photos from last year’s vacation. There was Tom, smiling widely next to his brother and sister-in-law. There were other photos of their sister and her husband, too.

But I was told that Tom’s mother didn’t want any in-laws on the trip?

“It’s clear that she just didn’t want you there,” I said to myself.

I needed to know more information before I blew up at my mother-in-law. As much as Denise seemed to have an issue with me, I knew that if I asked her straight up, she would give me an answer.

So, I decided to call Sadie, Tom’s brother’s wife. She was fairly new to the family, with them having only been married for about a year now.

So that’s what they thought. That I hadn’t been able to make their trip because of my children.

“Listen, Layla,” she said. “I’ve got to go, I’m getting another call. I’ll call you this evening!”

She hung up immediately.

I knew that my next move would be going to my mother-in-law. If anyone was at the root of this lie, it would be Denise.

“Wait, what?” I asked, stunned.

“Tell me what you know,” she said, pouring a glass of juice.

Shocked, I spilled everything. The photos, Tom’s lies, the years of being left behind with and without my sons.

And more than that, she became a constant presence in my life, always wanting to be around me and help wherever she could, and insisting on being an active grandmother to my kids.

“I never imagined that it would all come to this,” she said one afternoon as we sat in the living room together.

“Me neither,” I replied. “But at least we know the truth now.”

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