The leather catsuit. The futuristic metallic number Judy Jetson wishes she had in her closet. The lacey nighty. The cutoff white turtleneck. Honestly, even the yellow dress in a plastic bag marked yellow costume. Earlier than ustin Powershit theaters, Elizabeth Hurley was already well-recognized for her bold vogue selections (she made safety pins a thing lengthy before they were a political statement, Okay?) and the whole lot she wore in the film was pure heaven.