Lydia from Mrs Doubtfire and Her Downright FUGLY Wardrobe

By now most of us have heard the sad news about Robin Williams. I absolutely loved him as a child - watching Mrs Doubtfire practically every night when I got home from school and quoting lines from it with my classmates during the day. I knew the whole script backwards. But watching it again the other night (for old times' sake) 20years on, I noticed that Mrs Doubtfire is probably the best-dressed character in the whole film. (Robin himself recently noted how smoking hot he looked when compared to Kim Kardashian's paltry efforts.)

Watching the film 20 years later, have you ever noticed how unbelievably sh*t Lydia's wardrobe is? I don't wish to sound mean - this isn't a pop at the stunningly beautiful actress Lisa Jakub who played her. But seriously, you'd think the costume department would be a bit more savvy about how young teenagers dress... 

As the eldest child in the film, I'm guessing she's meant to be about 14. Maybe they do things differently in San Francisco, but she didn't dress like any of the teenagers I knew in the 90s. Flitting between granny-chic and a 9 year old on a school trip to the zoo, what they make her wear is just hideous (her father dressing up as a pensioner should have been the least of her worries). I know her character's meant to be a wholesome Miss Goody Two Shoes type, but you'd think at 14, her dress sense would be a tad more sophisticated. See for yourself ...

Yes love, we'd look p*ssed off if we'd been forced to wear that too.

Is she crying over her parents' divorce or her granny blouse complete with 'Harvest Festival chic' waistcoat?

Tablecloth cardigans were de rigeur in 90s San Francisco. But nevermind Lydia - what the hell is with Chris's ten-sizes-too-big, hideously patterned, sludge-coloured shirt? Just look at those sleeves - is he channeling David Copperfield?! How any 12 year old could survive the bus ride home from school wearing that is beyond belief. Did those poor children have to rummage through lost property when they needed new clothes? This is full blown child neglect.

Take note: they're in San Francisco in what looks like the height of summer - by a pool. So naturally Lydia rocks out the dowdy dad jumper - complete with claret coloured shirt peering out underneath - topped off with a hideous upturned straw hat as if she's about to lead the WI in a chorus of 'Jerusalem'...

Luckily the children's father made up for their complete lack of dress sense. Plus this guy can work eyeliner and red lippie like nobody's business. The pic below is just one of the many examples of what a legend he is. RIP to an amazing talent and comic genius.