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Red Carpet Rundown: Screen Actors Guild Awards 2011, Part I

You know it’s not been a vintage red carpet when Tina Fey is amongst the best-dressed at 2011’s Screen Actors Guild Awards…

The Yays

Tina Fey in Oscar de la Renta – The days of the Great Jumpsuit Disaster of 2010, or the Great Southern Belle/Mary Poppins/Tiki Mask Boobs Disaster of 2010, are long gone. This can only mean she has a new stylist. With great taste. This intricate red lacy number is so stunning it would probably be a knock-out even on someone like Snooki, but thankfully the time when Snooki gets an invite to the SAGs hasn’t come (yet!) and Tina is knocking it out the park. The detail on this dress is A-MAZ-ING (yes, I just had a Craig Revel Horwood moment). She looks fab.

Lea Michele in Oscar de la Renta – Yes, she’s giving us diva face but with a dress like this, it’s totally deserved. A shimmering sheath of loveliness, classic but with a touch of modernity thanks to the thin gold belt. Her red carpet run since she shot to fame (have a quick perusal via the ever-fabulous Red Carpet Fashion Awards) shows she has good taste in gowns (if not always in make-up and hair styles) and this is one to file in the ‘mightily impressive’ section. Will she ever top last year’s turquoise Malandrino, though?!

January Jones in Carolina Herrera – When I first saw this, I was ready to dismiss it as another ‘Look at me! I’m not Betty Draper!’ choice, but it’s grown on me to the extent that this is actually my favourite outfit from the show. The lace-like print is unusual but beautiful, the black and gold colour combo is outstanding, the fit is flattering and feminine and Jones carries it off with an old-school grace and elegance. Joan, you just got pwned.

Heather Morris in Romona Keveza – Heather is just going from strength to strength red carpet-wise. Following her dazzling turn at this year’s Golden Globes, she continues to mine the neutral palette but with spectacular results. In the wrong hands, this could turn a bit Swan Princess wannabe, yet Morris pulls it off with charm to spare. She just looks so… pretty. Really pretty. Really REALLY pretty. I think I love her.

Julia Stiles in Monique Lhuillier – Julia turned up at the Golden Globes in an outfit that made her look like a dumpy saloon girl and looked almost as pissed about it as I was. The less than overjoyed expression is still with us yet the moonlighting as a Wild West extra is over, as this sweeping lavender cascade is just gorgeous.

Jayma Mays in Jenny Packham – Welcome back to the Jayma we all know and love, as opposed to the period-attired skeleton who showed for the Golden Globes. Gone is the spider’s snot make-up, replaced with a light fresh and peachy look, which just feels so much more right. I’m not quite sure how she’s making the red hair work with the burnt orange colour, but it looks all sorts of lovely floaty and yummy. Surely the L’Oreal contract courtesy of those lust-worthy locks is in the bad? Not sure why she’s only been allowed one angel’s wing as a sleeve though.

Kyra Sedgwick in vintage Thierry Mugler Couture – Mrs Kevin Bacon was unlucky to not be included in my Golden Globes write-up, as her mustard-coloured gown followed the time-honoured tradition of rather gorgeous mustard-coloured gowns, a code created by Michelle Williams and upheld by Diane Kruger. This dress is much less interesting but, in my opinion, even more effortlessly gorgeous. It oozes class, sass and sophistication, her figure is to die for and I want her hair. Another L’Oreal contract in the making.

Harry Shum Jr – A man! Again! Harry is included to show (yet again) how to be different and continue to get it so so right. I’m not sure many people could carry off a metallic suit, pink shirt and navy tie but he makes it look downright easy. The key? The cut is perfect (it’s amazing how many actors wander round treading on their hems, their tailors having used the height on their CVs rather than reality to measure things), the fit is perfect and the little details are all just so – the matching pocket square, the hint of shirt showing at the cuff. Good work, young sire.

Susan Sarandon in Nicole Miller – As some of you may know by now, I’m a sucker for purple (see Katy Perry, Sandra Bullock, many nail varnishes). This dress proves why. Again, it’s simple, sexy and sophisticated and there’s not much more to say than that.

In all honesty, this is a bit of a blah year, especially when you compare it with last year’s stellar showing. But just wait ‘til you see ‘The Nays’…

Red Carpet Rundown: Met Ball 2010, Part II

Kristen Bell in Diane Von Furstenberg – Until I watched Veronica Mars, I thought Kristen was just another generic perky blonde. Of course, I now realise she’s a whip-smart badass pocket rocket, albeit one who looks great in a pretty dress (something she rarely got to do in V Mars, where the show seemed to exist in a world where The OC hadn’t totally revolutionised how a teen show should be styled). Anyway, I really like this dress; it might look like my kids concocted it from newspaper for a papier-mâché sculpture but the ruffles, soft grey shades and subtle floral design are all lushly romantic.

Kate Bosworth in Valentino – Meanwhile, I’m pretty convinced that Kate Bosworth is just another generic perky blonde. In fact, less of the perky – she seems pretty dead behind her (differently-coloured) eyes. However, I’ll give her props – if indeed, I was the kind of person who gave out props, whatever they are – for this look. The dress is a murky shade of ugly, the shape is droopy and the old Hollywood waves are so overdone and yet… it just exudes class. It doesn’t provide the instant sugar rush of a hit of sequins or a flash of boob but it’s simply beautiful without looking like its trying too hard. Bosworth is still a lamp though.

Sienna Miller in Emilio Pucci – The jury’s out on how much of a generic perky blonde Miller is, primarily because she rarely manages to convey anything other than blankness in most of her roles. This is a curious case of the effects of Kate Bosworth’s dress working in reverse; I was originally sold on his midnight-blue number but I like it less each time I see it. Is it too much cleavage? Too much leg? Too much nanny-shagger glued to her arm? I do love the colour and the shoes and the overall feeling behind the dress but it’s sliding down from ‘gorgeous flamenco’ to ‘tacky can-can’ on the ‘what dancer would wear this?’ scale.

Blake Lively in Marchesa – Speaking of dancers, Blake is only a couple of maracas and a fruit-basket hat away from doing a samba on Strictly. That being said, I’m a fan of Strictly and I’m kind of a fan of this dress. Some say Blake breaks the cardinal rule of showing leg and boob at the same time but have a closer look – are we really seeing that much boob? Cookie Monster’s arm on her shoulder is preventing that… and with pins like that, I don’t blame Lively for getting them out whatever the occasion. Whoever decided to pull back her hair in whatever is the Hollywood equivalent of the Croydon facelift should take most of the credit, as it lets the flamboyant cobalt bolt of blue do the talking without the interrupt of flowing tresses – and this mini is a daring high-fashion choice.

Chanel Iman in Michael Kors – If we really wanna talk daring high-fashion choices, a gold lame jumpsuit surely takes the biscuit. I’m as surprised as anyone that a) this outfit exists as anything other than a costume for Snoop Dogg in Starsky & Hutch and b) that the Met Ball wasn’t audibly cracking from the static this generated and c) that Chanel totally rocks it. I guess being insouciantly beautiful helps.

Tina Fey in YSL – Just to remind us mere mortals why the jumpsuit is not a viable choice for anyone who isn’t Chanel Iman. I pity poor Tina for being taken in by her stylists, who no doubt told her this look was totally ‘in’ and would make her look ‘youthful’ and ‘on-trend’. It also makes her look like a fool. What’s wrong with it? (Apart from that it’s a jumpsuit.) The dropped crotch succeeds in making her legs look stumpy and her hips look wide, which is quite an achievement for just one detail. All this renders the stupid, pointless little bow barely noteworthy, but it’s there anyway as a final twee insult. Now’s the time to give the stylist marching orders, Tina… presumably whilst you make her wear a jumpsuit as penance. It really is the hair shirt of our decade.

Now for a quick game of Spot The Difference…

Emma Watson in Burberry; Kirsten Dunst in Rodarte; Taylor Swift in Ralph Lauren – I’m gonna declare Emma the winner of Bride Wars. She’s beautiful, the dress is beautiful, the cut is beautiful and there’s not really much more to it. There is a little more to Snaggletooth’s dress – more embellishment, more materials – that gives it a nice vintage feel, which suits Dunst down to the ground, but the clean lines of Watson’s dress still emerge victorious. And then you notice Snaggletooth’s 80s’ wedding shoes and lace popsocks and everything is ruined everyway. Taylor’s dress is signature Taylor – sweet, pretty, innocent – and the frills and lace and blonde ringlets have a bit of Georgian feel to them (the era, not the country). The whole look feels very angelic tragic Charles Dickens waif but that doesn’t make it any less successful. But who cares? My heart belongs to Hermione.