If there is one thing I miss about being a Weight Watcher Leader, it is the wonderful camaraderie of having all those members, in all those meetings to laugh at the almost nonstop absurdity of our media driven society. I guess I am just going to have to write about everything that makes me laugh and brings out my inner Bitch! Yes, I do have one of those, although I try to keep her hidden as best I can.
Nothing can bring out my snippy side faster than an award show, having now been blown out of all proportion by our obsequious media, both conventional and social. So let’s talk Oscars. Where are the good old days of Bjork? Due to a growing number of stylists, we no longer have any really awful clothes at these functions! Thank God for Helena Bonham Carter or the Fashion Police would have to be furloughed.
Now we can only pray for degrees of perfection. I would be remiss however if I did not bring up Anne Hathaway. Aside from nipplegate, which was either due to the extreme cold in Hollywood on Sunday or just some poorly placed darts by Prada, my main complaint was with her stylist, who evidently had never spoken to my Mother on accessories. My Mom taught me early on, if you look in the mirror and something just doesn’t seem right, take something off. A bracelet, a scarf, your earings or perhaps your neckless! Of course, I would give my right arm for that diamond neckless she was wearing, it was gorgeous, just not with that dress. It needed a really simple LBD, backless, with just the right neckline in front, a real balancing act. So next year Anne honey run the outfit by me first, did you learn nothing from Meryl Streep/Anna Wintour.
I was not happy with Halle Berry’s dress either, it just seemed to stiff for her and I have grown to look forward to her choices, but I can live with it. In years gone by I could call my sister-in-law at every commercial break and have something to pick on, but this year no big faux paux. Sally Field looked age appropriate and I loved Helen Hunt in her H&M gown. That choice proves if you are wearing $700,000.00 worth of jewels you can pull off anything. She probably could have told the fashion gurus it was a vintage Dior and they would have been good with that.
I’ve been advised I should put more of myself into these blogs so I will tell one of my favorite family stories. Probably fifteen years ago I had occasion to go to a very, very posh wedding. A friend’s daughter was marrying the nephew of a very big Hollywood mogul. No names, but it was at the family’s apple farm in Vermont and no, the mouse wasn’t invited. Surely the most beautiful wedding I will ever attend, unless of course my husband dies and George and I marry at his Lake Como villa. Back to the big wedding, knowing there was no way I could compete with the clothes there I decided on something no one would ever gotten from their “stylist”. I found a little black slip dress on sale for $29.95 and since it was sort of transparent, I managed to find another very similar black crêpe dress, also on sale for $19.95 and I had my dressmaker line the chiffon dress with the crêpe dress. One set of straps a little tack here and there and it was perfect, matched with my very real jewelry, no one was any the wiser, until now. So Helen Hunt you are my kind of gal.
But hands down for us older gals, the most fun of the evening had to be Jack Nicholson hitting on Jennifer Lawrence during her Good Morning America interview, her facial expressions say it all.
For all of us Silver Foxes, this should make us throw in the towel on ever dating again. What hope is there for finding a MATURE man!!!!! Does one exist?