Another awards season has come and gone.  Trophies were handed out.  Speeches were made.  Tributes paid.  And had it not been for that little (aka monstrous) Best Picture incident with octogenarian Bonnie and Clyde, this would have been an Oscar ceremony like any other.  But since most of us probably haven’t seen any of the nominees, let’s get to the matter at hand, the dresses. I tried to …

After watching the Green Bay Packers save me from a week of boyfriend-sulking with a victory in the NFC Wild Card game, I clicked over to the Golden Globes just in time to see a tipsy Goldie Hawn trying to read a teleprompter sans glasses.  Ah, the Globes, the only award show where the nominations can be bought, but the cocktails are free. I know …

Last night was the 73rd Golden Globe Awards.  I didn’t host my usual Red Carpet liveblog because I was making a statement about celebrity in the age of social media and how it’s causing America’s youth to overvalue fame and worship the famous. Just kidding. There was no liveblog because I forgot that the Golden Globes were even happening.  Once I learned that the nominees …

In the early minutes of the Oscar Red Carpet, viewers are aflutter.  Who are you excited for? Who do you most want to see? We envision our favorites–Zoe, Emma, Lupita, Cate–in stunning, otherworldly creations.  There is so much hope, so much promise, the feeling that fashion glory will arrive in the next chauffeured town car. But two hours in, the champagne-buzz begins to fade, you realize …