One of my favorite things about these big shebangs is deciding who gets to be our lead-off hitter the next morning. It’s not your biggest bat, necessarily, but it needs to be someone who at least has a shot at getting things stared off with a kick. I think I have chosen correctly:
Jane is giving this every ounce of dignity. But when your head is poking out of a demi-poncho that’s a cross between a seashell and Spanish roof tile, it requires more than dignity; you need a worldwide epidemic of hysterical blindness.
Happy Golden Globes, everyone! It’s going to be a long but fruitful day.
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