The Mad Men season 7 premiere was in LA and the various ladies in Don Draper’s life came out to play. They didn’t all win, but they all played. Let’s do this alphabetically, starting with Alison Brie in Marchesa. Surprise—a Marchesa I don’t hate. It reminds me of Oscar de la Renta’s embroidered dresses this spring (though they’re a lot better than this Marchesa number), and while I wish Brie had styled it a little more, it fits nicely and she looks nice, so it’s nice. Continue reading “Fashion Friday Fun Post: The Women of Mad Men”
Over the course of the week, while pimping Noah, Emma Watson dressed for everything from daytime events to formal premieres and she knocked every look out of the park. It was a crazy run from someone who already has a high bar for fashion—she basically completed a sartorial Iron Man. Let’s break it down. Continue reading “Fashion Friday Fun Post: Emma Watson is CRUSHING it”
We’re back for another one of these thingies! With, hopefully, better organized/easier to view photos. Over the week the cast of Captain America: The Winter Soldier hit up premieres in Paris and London, and we have a lot to talk about.
Hayley Atwell showed up to the London premiere, wearing grey, bedazzled Julien McDonald and even though I am pretty much over the cut-out trend, this dress works. Partly it’s because Atwell has the body for tit cut-outs, but it’s also just a very flattering dress that is not over-styled. Solid hair and makeup, love the pop of red from the shoes, but this is a lot of dress and Atwell lets it speak for itself (and all it says is TITS). Continue reading “Fashion Friday Fun Post: The Winter Soldier premiere, Europe edition”
It’s Friday! There’s fashion! It’s time for a Fashion Friday Fun Post, a totally new thing I just made up!
Captain America: The Winter Soldier premiered in LA last night, and while there wasn’t a jaw-drop moment, there were some interesting choices made, and also some awful ones, as well as Suit Problems galore. But also Suit Wins! But mostly Suit Problems. So let’s get started. I don’t have designer IDs for every outfit—if you recognize something, let me know in the comments and I’ll update. Continue reading “Fashion Friday Fun Post: The Winter Soldier premiere”
Well, it was better than last year, anyway. At least I didn’t want to punch the host. I did kind of want to ask Ellen DeGeneres if she rehearsed or what, because there was a lot of awkward in her bits, but she landed more jokes than not and the selfie heard round the world was cute or whatever, so okay. It was a mostly harmless Oscar telecast where, despite cutthroat competition in most categories, there really weren’t any surprises. I did pretty alright with my predictions, going 20/24. My major whiffs were calling Jennifer Lawrence for Best Supporting Actress and American Hustle for Best Original Screenplay. In both those cases, though, my “should wins” took it (played out the same in editing, too, as “should win” Gravity won over Captain Phillips). So I’m kind of 23/24. I should really trust my instincts more, is the lesson there. Continue reading “Best & Worst of the Oscars 2014”
Man, I thought last year was tough. Well, this year is just as bad. Maybe even worse because at least there year there are some really obvious films that ought to walk away with a lot of awards (12 Years a Slave for all the big stuff, Her for stuff like writing, production design and music, Gravity for technical categories), but because Her is “weird” and 12 Years doesn’t pat white people on the back for ending racism in 1962, what should be obvious becomes occluded. Last year, the politics of campaigning mattered. This year it’s less about that and more about the sheer arbitrariness of taste. Continue reading “Handicapping the Oscars: Too close to call”
Welcome back to another installment of the Ethel Awards, in which I fix Oscar’s past mistakes by sorting out egregious, Academy-committed errors. This year we’re tackling the 78th Academy Awards, which were held in 2006 to honor movies from 2005. AKA the year Crash won Best Picture over Brokeback Mountain, a decision which looked ridiculous by the end of that night, let alone eight years later. (This is why I hope American Hustle doesn’t win Best Picture. It was perfectly enjoyable but entirely forgettable and no one will remember it five seconds after the Oscars end.) Usual Ethel rules apply—the year in question must be at least five years past and wherever possible, I’ve chosen the more deserving winner from the available pool of nominees. Continue reading “The Fourth Annual Ethel Awards”