Lady Gaga took the famous Tiffany Diamond to its first award show ever, Jason Momoa wore a pink scrunchie and women everywhere fell even deeper in love with him, “Green Book” won best picture and no one was really sure why, Bradley Cooper and Lady Gaga’s onstage performance of “Shallow” brought sultry to an entirely new level, the award for best acceptance speech went to Olivia Colman, and the show went without a host for the first time in 30 years and it was a bit of a mess, but that’s okay because Marie Kondo was there.
With a slightly cooler dress code and a few supermodels to spice things up, The Vanity Fair Oscar Party is the after party to end all after parties, welcoming A-listers of all industries to mix and mingle in fashion’s finest. Let me put it in perspective for you: I would rather attend the Vanity Fair Oscar Party over the actual Oscars. You can watch the Oscars online the next day. Call me crazy but I for one would much rather be sipping champagne and eating In and Out with Jennifer Lawrence than listening to yet another joke about last year’s best picture flop. After years of red carpet stalking, I can confidently say that the after party fashion is beginning to overtake the award show looks only hours before. Is it the exclusivity? The wide range of VIPs? The late hour? The collective looseness of all the hungry celebs who are finally done with their Oscar campaigns? Perhaps if someone would sneak me an invite one of these years I could find out…….. *ehem* Here’s lookin’ at you Vanity Fair. Read More
They say movies have gotten better—that what we have now doesn’t even compare. I tend to believe the opposite is true. I treasure experiencing classic films like “Roman Holiday,” “To Catch a Theif,” and “The Wizard of Oz” over and over. There is no experience like watching “Gone With The Wind,” a movie with no CGI and few special effects, just talented actors, incredible sets, spectacular costumes and crafty cinematography. There will always be more stories to tell and surely new ways to tell them. But, does that make them inherently better? What if, in all our grandeur, we have stopped serving the story? Read More
After the ceremony, the press junket, the photo ops, and for some celebrities, a quick dress change, Hollywood’s most exclusive after-party begins. Yes, most celebs wore not one but two couture gowns in the same night (like we didn’t already have reason enough to be jealous). This year’s Vanity Fair Oscar Party was held in a custom Basil Walter–designed space in Beverly Hills, between the Wallis Annenberg Center for the Performing Arts and City Hall, according to vanityfair.com. My take on this year’s green-and-white carpet? Let’s just say it was far more interesting than the red carpet earlier that evening. Read More
A select few tourists got the surprise of their lives, Meryl Streep received a totally undeserved standing ovation, protests were present in the form of ribbons and pins, the Damen-Kimmel “feud” escalated way beyond late night TV, cookies and donuts fell from the sky and Taraji P. Hansen could not have been happier, and in a hilarious mix-up during the Best Picture finale, the “La La Land” cast handed their Oscar statues off to the “Moonlight” cast. This year’s Oscars were memorable to say the least. The red carpet, not so much. Read More
It’s Oscar Sunday: the pinnacle of award show season and the equivocal super bowl for many a movie goer. I mark the Academy Awards on my calendar-it’s that big of a deal-and not just because I have an excuse to watch a top-notch assemblage of films the week leading up to the big night. Each year I sit on the edge of my seat, ballot in hand, oohing and ahhing over the stunning fashion and sulking over Leo’s losses.