If the Met Ball is our new Oscars, then Cannes might be the new Grammys. Maybe the French are pumping psychotropic drugs into the air, or maybe swanning around the ritzy Riviera just makes people want to get naked; either way, the film festival generally draws crazier, saucier attire than anything you’d see Stateside. This slideshow is but a sampler platter: It’s a hard-chosen ten of our favorite kooky red-carpet outfits from Cannes 2010, listed from most-clothed to least, so that we slowly warm you up, rather than shock off your retinas. Don’t say we never did anything for you.
