I'm taking a wild guess and saying there's a full length mirror just off camera and Kirsten Dunst has caught her reflection in it, the instant before it breaks into a million pieces. Last time I returned from Maui I was tan and rested, really. Kirsten's jaunt last week didn't seem to do much to improve those bright white pegs, or rid her of the sunglases, or infuse any form of fashion sense. At least she's not still dressed like a lumberjack.