Just watched Coal Miner’s Daughter last night for the first time—the 1980 music biopic about Loretta Lynn. I can never watch films like this (or almost any film, really) without paying attention to the styling and wardrobe. In this case that meant watching Sissy Spacek’s (as Lynn) hair get bigger and more awesome as the film went on, and her style go from naive country bumpkin to… stage outfits that were a crazy, frothy cross between wedding dresses and the special curtains grandma busted out for Easter Sunday—but always grounded with a belted waist. Part of me kind of digs it. (Also, Tommy Lee Jones was a total hunk.)