The line of beauty.
I won't pretend to know anything about fashion, but this is bollocks squared:
I'm not sure whether wearing a dress so ridiculously overblown that you trip over it on the way to pick up your Oscar in front of millions of people is either a drama or a complication, but it surely deserves mentioning.
Oh, and Skyfall is still fucking terrible.
This was Jennifer Lawrence's night. She won the Oscar, and she won the red carpet too, in Christian Dior. The formula for a successful Oscar dress is similar to that for a successful Oscar film: you want plenty of drama but not too many complications. This dress does that perfectly.
I'm not sure whether wearing a dress so ridiculously overblown that you trip over it on the way to pick up your Oscar in front of millions of people is either a drama or a complication, but it surely deserves mentioning.
Oh, and Skyfall is still fucking terrible.
Labels: fashion, idiocy, non-politics, Oscars
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