2010 Oscars red carpet
Every year, I swear that the Oscars will not suck away five-plus hours of my life that I will never get back — and every year, I forget that solemn vow and I get totally excited and watch. Last night’s ceremony was … more boring than usual? Is that possible? I had a little tiny hope, with Steve Martin and Alec Baldwin hosting, that this would be a somewhat amusing affair, and unfortch for me and my tiny hopes, I was dead wrong (where were they? They spent two minutes total onscreen!).
At least we have the clothes to keep us amused — right? Um … sort of.
Let me preface my forthcoming thought tornado with a note on Oscar Arrival Television. I will never stop missing Joan Rivers. I cannot even look at that Jay Whateverhisnameis with his disgusting Sisqo-Silver hair and cheesy printed jacket. BARF. And Seacrest is almost worse: He never asks who anyone is wearing. We want to know who everyone is wearing, Ryan. That is why we are watching you and your creepy fake smile do this ridiculous banter. JOAN ALWAYS ASKED — I AM JUST SAYING.
Overall it was just okay, the fashion. Earrings are really back in a big way (I can’t believe I just wrote that sentence sincerely, but I did); it seems everyone had a giant sparkly dangle situation happening. I had three freakouts over unknowns, one little surprise, one new girl crush, and more than a few eye rolls.
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