Tagged: Golden Globes

The Golden Globes x

Oh. The Joy! It’s award season again – and it appears the uncertainty in the world is translating itself into unusual dress choices, pushing the boundaries and the return of colour.  Thank you Jodie Comer for these sleeves, this colour, that face.  Not sure quite what happened on the boob line, but I’ll forgive you for proving flashing flesh isn’t a necessity.

 

Not a miss in the classic sense, but a darker red would’ve been so much more flattering Nicole.  But the reason this is in the naughty list is Keith’s shoes.  You know what they say about big  feet…unless this is the armour for a Napoleon complex…

 

All that money, that body and Salma looks like she stepped out of a C&A advert Circa 1982.

 

Sacha Baron Cohen. Designed so his wife could find him in the crowds? Just. No!!

 

Saoirse Ronan. Don’t be blinded by the label – it’s a sack.

 

Dear Michelle, Your large blue bra strap is showing.

 

What?????  I wonder if there’s a recognised Hollywood affliction that’s the opposite to body dysmorphia where top level actresses think they can pull off any dress, including slime and a bin liner. Charlize Theron in Dior Haute Couture. Heads should roll.

 

 

Quentin Tarrantino looks like a scary man so I’ll only say this in brackets (Did he dye his hair and eyebrows to match his tux?)

 

 

This year, it’s my proud pleasure to give the Tara Curtain Award to Taylor Swift.


 

Kate Blanchett, normally impeccable, gets the Canape Award, sponsored by crinkle chips.

 

It’s not quite in Bjork Swan category, but I’m impressed JLo decided to wear her Christmas wreath down the red carpet.

 

I am, and will always remain a Phoebe fan……………………………………………………

(but……..the hair.  Who decided that the way to go was to give her a bald man’s combover???)

 

 

But drum roll please…….for consistently trying, but generally failing…and  even having the chutzpah to repeat horrific mistakes…the lifetime achievement award goes to Gwyneth Paltrow!

 

 

We know, with the right help, she can do it.


 

But nine times out of ten, something else happens.

 

 

The Golden Oldie award goes to  Zhao Shuzhen. Loved the film. Love her elegance. A beautiful choice.

 

Closely followed by Lucy Lu. I want to be these women when I grow up.

 

(They both put Helen Mirren and Glenn Close in the shade: Old fashioned, uninspiring.)

 

Toni Collette gets a pat on the back. A difficult choice, pulled off.

 

 

This is beautiful: Cut and colour. Zoey Deutch in Fendi.

 

 

Another winner, in both sense of the word, from The Farewell, Awkwafina. Loved this fun, understated, fashion forward look.

 

( All pics Elle and Pinterest)

 

This is how you do it. Gugu Mbatha-Raw in Gucci.

Roll on the Oscars.

Laters, Kate x

‘Fatso’ Bentley

And I’m not talking about myself or diet plans for 2019…Gladys ‘Fatso’ Bentley was the gender nonconforming lesbian superstar of the Harlem renaissance born 100 years ahead of her time we have never heard of.  She was outrageous – even at at a time when Harlem was legendary for its nightlife.  She’s also credited with wearing the first tuxedo in public – so you can add style icon to the list of her attributes.  Her later life was not without drama – she took on the persona of a straight life due to the McCarthy era witch hunt against gays in the 1950s, a visual example of how scary that time must’ve been.

 

Because one of the joys of the Christmas period, to hibernate against the cold and the dark, reading, looking, thinking, researching and just plain vegging: we need to do more of this, discover more things, be proactive rather than passive.

 

 

Another guilty pleasure was watching back to back episodes of Project Runway on Netflix: How much do I love the  ‘ skip intro’ button? Only a smidgeon less than the ‘skip recap’.  Being submerged in couture gown making, talent and taste making it was therefore a bit of a shock to see Heidi Klum’s dress for the Golden globes.  What happened?? It’s a cross between Gwyneth Paltrow’s 2002 Oscar dress and a primary school project..

 

And then there was Timothee Chalamet – robbed last year for an Oscar for ‘Call me by your name’ (fab, fab film) he at least stepped out of the male uniform and I for one loved it.  Looking back, ‘Call me by your name’ written by Andre Aciman was also one of my favourite books of the year – rare that both genres are knockout.  The other stand out book was ‘Educated’ by Tara Westover – powerful, poignant and unforgettable: This year has a lot to live up too..

 

Wishing all a very happy 2019!

Laters, Kate x