I'm a big fan of this award season in particular because of all the Gleeks on the red carpet these days. After getting bedroom eyes from Cory Monteith at a Glee luncheon, he's been the predominate panty-dropper-status male in my life ever since. Now he's gonna put on a tux with a bow tie? Yes please. (Ladies... never underestimate the seductive powers of the bow tie). Mark Sailling could get it too-- I don't discriminate against bad hair.
Overall, I've been pretty happy with the four A's of red carpet season: Attire, attitude, awards, and alcoholism (the last is of course a nod to everyone's favorite pair of melons, Mariah). But true to Hollywood, there was definitely a fair share of "omigod no what the eff is she wearing?!" I've now taken judgement into my own hands:
Best Dressed at the Globes:
If one is to learn anyting from this lineup, it's never be afraid to show some gams. If this picture of Jen isn't making Brad's beard rip itself out I don't know what will.
Worst dressed at the globes:
Granted, my favorite colors are black and gold, but I feel like I'm in a raibow-bright commercial. First of, Diane Kruger would look good in a paper bag... she should have worn one. This dress makes me want to punch a baby. And Sandra? This looks like a sweet 16 dress straight out of Jessica McClintock's 2002 collection. Sadly, mah girl Tina Fey made the list here with her homage to little-bo-peep and Maria made the list because we got too much of a peep at her not-so-little-bos.
Best dressed at the SAGs:
Ah... ladies in white. Symbol of purity. Bah--Kate Hudson is totes the Hollywood bicycle. Thank you Carey Mulligan for bringing back the F-M-Red.
Worst dressed at the SAGs:
This goes to show you that sparkles and prints, though happy, can work to destroy you. Beware of them... they may be your red carpet demise.
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