Audrey Hepburn in 1954
The best (and worse) thing about living in Los Angeles is all of the fuss about film (and TV) awards ceremonies. The ultimate, of course, is the Academy Awards. I don’t know about other regions of the country, but The Oscars have been dominating the local news for a couple of weeks now.
The truth? I haven’t seen any of the films that have been nominated. However, that doesn’t keep me from sitting here on the sofa in anticipation of the fashions. New York may have fashion week, sorry…Fashion Week, but we have the high glamour of The Red Carpet.
My intent is to blog my way through the pre-ceremony festivities, giving you “off the cuff” thoughts. I am flipping between KABC and KTLA (no cable, so I don’t get those fashion oriented pre-Oscar shows) ready to share my thoughts with you. Unfortunately, I can’t find photos as we go. Hopefully, I’ll be able to add them later.
First up: Miley Cyrus. Now, I KNOW that there are a lot of people who adore Miley Cyrus. I’m not one of her fans. She reminds me too much of the Hollywood Teenage Types that I grew up with that are really annoying in person. Well, now I have something to REALLY be annoyed about! She is trying to steal my fairy-godmother dress away from me!!
Phoebe Cates looked matronly. Ack! She is only a year and a half younger than me! And, apparently it is from one of her own stores.
On the other hand, there are a lot of women in their late teens-early 20′s who are dressing way too “maturely” for their age. I don’t know the names of most of those women. They just remind me of little girls playing dress-up…they don’t necessarily look like they are comfortable in the dress…it isn’t natural. And isn’t that one of the first rules of style? Your clothing has to be a reflection of who you are? I’m not against getting dressed up to the hilt. But that hilt, I think, should really be about the wearer, not the designer.
Okay, time to send this edition.
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