Style Stars:

Amanda Seyfried in Zac Posen, Anne Hathaway in Giambattista Valli, Jennifer Lawrence in Christian Dior

Judging by tonight’s Screen Actors Guild Awards (SAG), I don’t watch enough TV… or at least I’m not watching the right TV shows… because I didn’t know who half of the people walking the red carpet were.  One would have thought that could have been easily cleared up by simply tuning into the red carpet pre-show interviews, but the opposite was true.  Somehow, E! left me ever more befuddled than before by presenting the most awkward interviews and time spent talking about dubstep, juggling, and making it rain.  This is probably the only time I’ve been left wondering, “Where’s Seacrest?”  While scouting for the night’s best dressed was more like a game of “Where’s Waldo?” watching the b-roll footage, I managed to identify the evening’s style stars, style stalls, and overall trends.

It’s clear that winners wear blue and while navy may not officially be the new black (which was still incredibly strong), it was the color that ruled the crimson carpet.  If you weren’t black and blue, you might have shimmered in metallics and if you were looking to punch things up, pink was the go to hue.

Blue Belles:

Giuliana Rancic in Max Azria, Nicole Kidman in Vivienne Westwood, Busy Philips in Gabriela Cadena

Black Beauties:

Amy Poehler in , Tina Fey in Oscar de la Renta, Kelly Osbourne in Jenny Packham

Shiny, Happy People:

Naomi Watts in Marchesa, Helen Hunt in Romona Keveza, Jennifer Garner in Oscar de la Renta, Katrina Bowden in Badgley Mischka

Pink Ladies:

Nina Dobrev in Elie Saab, Freida Pinto in Roland Mouret, Lea Michel in Valentino

Style Stalls:

Jessica Chastain in Alexander McQueen, Julianne Moore in Chanel, Morena Baccarin in Basil Soda

Oh, I feel some of your salty stares right now, but I stand firm on my worst dressed choices.  It all (mostly) comes down to one simple thing: fit.  While Jessica Chastain proves a redhead can wear red on the red carpet, she looked more Jessica Rabbit than sexy starlet and unfortunately, that includes wearing a dress that is two sizes too small.  Remember, my friends, “wrinkles point to the problem areas.”  It pained me to include Julianne Moore because, to me, she is a classic beauty and remember she was one of my best dressed at the Golden Globes?  This slinky black and white Chanel, just skims a little too low– now I know these are the SAG awards, but the top of this dress simply makes her look, ahem, saggy.  As for Morena?  Two words: swamp thing.

Below, some SAG accredited starlets prove that black is not always a safe choice and not all trends need be followed.

Julie Bowen , Claire Danes in Givenchy, Naya Rivera in Donna Karan

Two, Not Always Better than One:

January Jones in Prabal Gurung, Julianna Marguiles, Marion Cotillard in Christian Dior

Alright ladies and Seacrest, game faces on.  Oscars up next.

xx,

WhyDid

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Apologies for the tardiness of my Billboard Music Awards Red Carpet Recap… my dog, Smitty, was getting his teeth cleaned (see ya later, halitosis) and apparently that’s what the rest of us should have been doing rather than watching anyway. First of all, are we really still letting Chris Brown perform (let alone letting him out of his cage)? Remember when you built your Sunday evening around catching a music awards show? Popcorn and all? They were the “fun” award shows. Well, either I’m getting old or the music industry (and America) need to get it together, STAT. Since, very clearly, it can’t be the former, step it up singers and lady songbirds! Despite the snooze inducing show, the red carpet, as always, did not disappoint… and I don’t necessarily mean that in a good way…

Katy Perry (in Blumarine) is looking quite the Teese.

Julianne Hough saved time by just wearing her Kaufman Franco towel.

Wearing Oscar de la Renta, Carrie Underwood proves (yet again) there’s no place like home.

We all know Miley Cyrus isn’t scared of a little Risky Business in Jean Paul Gaultier.

Wait… was this a music award show or a movies award show? Hmph.

xx,

WhyDid

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Meryl Streep in Lanvin, Stacy Keibler in Marchesa

As you are probably well aware, tonight marked the 84th Annual Academy Awards.  I tuned in a little late and then had to verify with my girlfriends that it wasn’t my tear swollen eyeballs or my many mimosas that left me (yet again) feeling totally underwhelmed and… yawn… bored with what was on the red carpet.  They assured me that, yes, everyone was playing it safe and leaving quite a bit of “wow” factor left to be desired.  Meryl Streep and Stacy Keebler both sparkled in gold and both took home a handsome man of her own (one being an Oscar…) making them the winners of the night in my book.  Perhaps all of Hollywood’s starlets and stylists need to hit the “reset” button because right now, it seems like it all has been done before.  I figured the ladies had been warming up all award season for “the Superbowl of fashion” but they too seem to have slipped into a slump.

It took me a while, but I’ve picked my top contenders.

Milla Jovovich in Elie Saab, Giuliana Rancic in Tony Ward, Michelle Williams in Louis Vuitton, Kristen Wiig in J. Mendel

And with every red carpet, there is always a trend, whether good or bad, that prevails.  This evening’s was that of the more modest covered arm.  Everyone from Louise Roe to Melissa McCarthy was seen sporting this modern day Mormon style.  What?  Nobody got a Shake Weight for Christmas?  I want to like JLo’s and Berenice’s versions, but as for the rest… I think it’s a bit too demure… almost pilgrim like.  This is Hollywood, not Plymouth Rock.

(Top): Amara Miller in Valentino, Berenice Bejo in Elie Saab, Jennifer Lopez in Zuhair Murad (Bottom): Shailene Woodley in Valentino, Livia Giuggioli in Valentino, Anna Faris in Diane von Furstenberg 

Now this is where I’d normally present you with my worst dressed, but there was nothing even offensive enough to showcase here.  And it’s enough to bring on the waterworks again cause that’s my favorite part.  C’MON, ladies!!  Being unable to highlight the truly trifling just proves my point: it’s time to start taking some risks.  Better luck next year.

xx,

WhyDid

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You know, the Grammy’s always manage to get my blood boiling.  Whether Lady Gaga is showing up as an egg or Snooki just shows up, it seems like this particular award show just causes everyone to lose their darn minds.  This year was especially tragic due to the loss of the great Whitney Houston, and I expected a much more subdued, somber affair, but despite the abundance of (I suspect unintentional) black on the red carpet, it seems the night carried on as usual.

Oh- hey black dresses.  I know that we all think you can’t go wrong in a little black dress (LBD), but it would appear that’s not always the case.  Now, I know Rihanna’s Armani “collaboration” was a showstopper, but let’s be real, while not offensive, it’s also nothing that me or one of my sorority sisters didn’t don at one of our date parties.  This slinky low cut number left me less than impressed.  Anne V (beautiful arm candy to beau Adam Levine), proved that an LBD can be anything but tasteful.  We get it, your gorgeous.  Now please cover your crotch.  However, Gwyneth Paltrow wowed in this tasteful yet unexpected Stella Mc Cartney.  That, my friends, is how an LBD is done.

Without spending too much time on the red carpet (and my head and heart exploding), let’s just get down to business.  Three ladies who I thought stole the show, or at least the red carpet, were Taylor Swift in Zuhair Murad and an unlikely chic bun updo (let’s forget about her Yeehaw Junction performace), Jessie J in Julien Macdonald, and Kelly Rowland in Alberta Ferretti.  This is how you do elegant glamour.

And with the good must come the bad.  While I have to say that I was blown away by the color and the detail of Fergie’s Jean Paul Gaultier get up, I had no interest in her oversized granny panties or “Grammies” as they were coined.  It’s a bit age inappropriate (and eye inappropriate), but had she chosen nude, tonal, or metallic undergarments, I might have been slightly less offended.  Katy Perry just needs to cut it out with her crazy colored hair (this combination has me thinking she’s gunning for a Smurfs sequel), and this Elie Saab dress leaves me longing for that ridiculous light up number she sported.  The most offensive by far, however, was Nicki Minaj in Versace.  I don’t care if you showed up with the pope.  This look will have you saying Hail Mary’s from now until eternity.  Why don’t you and Gaga just have a “weird off” and see who can outdo each other once and for all.  Kind of like a dance off with clothes.

Nonetheless, the Grammy’s was full of fantastic performances and plenty of fun… and while my blood pressure may have peaked… I’m certain I will tune in again next year just to get another glimpse of crazy.

xx,

WhyDid

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Oh sweet heaven above. Perhaps I’m just getting old, but I tuned into the MTV VMA pre-show because you know I love to blog about the oh so crazy fashion on the red carpet. However, after witnessing Justin Bieber arrive with a snake named “Johnson” followed by Nicki Minaj in another one of Lady Gaga’s rejected costumes, I couldn’t take much more. Then Katy Perry showed up with pink hair and Asian garb- complete with parasol- and I’d had enough. I needed to make a cocktail if I was going to attempt to sit through this shit storm. (Irene who?)

When I returned with a Bloody Mary, there was a very strange man performing “You And I.” Was I drunk on vodka fumes alone? Oh, it’s just Gaga.

You know who’s not drunk? Beyonce.

Now I’m gonna go finish my cocktail and if I have it in me will continue with red carpet commentary.

xx,
WhyDid

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