The Oscars are known for running long and being boring, but the fashions add a must-needed zing to the festivities.
Not this year.
Between the long opening monologue (not you, my pretty Channing), the dreadful Catherine Zeta-Jones "Chicago" number and the Jaws-theme cut-off music, for anyone not in an actor category, it was a pitiful finale to the awards season.
And the fashions... they were tedious, un-inspired and safe. Gah.
So I protest. Oh, I'm still going to name the best and worst dressed, but the reveal doesn't deserve my usual witty commentary or intelligent observations. When they bring their "A" game, so will I.
Jessica Chastain in Armani Prive.
Helen Hunt in H&M.
I know I said I wasn't going to say anything, but... those are wrinkles in the front of her dress. WRINKLES!! You don't buy Oscar dresses from H&M!!!
And, in a "Bitch Stole My Look" moment (Hello, Fashion Police!) Charlize Theron, in Christian Dior Haute Couture, stole her Oscar look from Anne Hathaway's (Chanel) Golden Globe look.
I'm sorry we didn't have the kick-ass fashion finale I imagined. Let's hope Hollywood does better next year.
See you next month!
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