As we said for Cosmo, she sort of looks as if she’s starring in a movie about a tarot deck:
But I’m not really mad at this. It’s young and whimsical and flirty, and also it has a giant train:
Anne Hathaway just might be the Droid I’m looking for, except I don’t want to end that sentence on the preposition, so I’m still typing.
Like Katy Perry, I feel like this could have gone way, way more wrong. (Especially as I’d heard via Twitter that she was wearing geta, the traditional Japanese clogs. Instead, of course, she is wearing Lady Gaga’s Traditional Clogs; those shoes that make her look like she might be Frankenstein’s monster from the calves down.)
I am sure this is stodgy of me — the discourse in the comments of the original runway-show post proves my taste in art does not run along these lines. But in my defense, Christopher Kane in general is rarely my bag of bananas. And while I recognize the intricacy of this, I also find it a) eerie and ocularly painful, and b) a strange choice on a night that’s so specifically themed, because even if you are punting on “China: Through The Looking Glass,” going in this direction is a bit like giving up the football and then deciding to play tennis while everyone else runs three wide-receiver sets.
As far as I’m concerned, this is neck and neck with Rihanna’s gown for the Dress of the Night. This is stunning:
The dress is glorious, the cape is spectacular, her face and hair are perfect. I can’t find a single fault:
I feel like three-fourths of the celebrities in attendance walked in and saw this and thought, “OH MAN. She wins. Never mind. Let’s just turn the car around.”
I might have liked this better for the theme two years ago, as there’s a edginess to the studded bodice that would’ve suited punk (at least, about as well as anyone else’s outfits did).
But her other two red carpet looks were both black, so I welcome the hit of color, which she carries with total panache. It’s just a cool gown. But the longer I looked at it, the more I thought I’d seen it before — and then I realized that in a way, I have. John Galliano is designing this couture line now, and back in 2007, when he was still helming Dior, he sent Cameron Diaz to the Met in this ruffled fuchsia that is awfully similar. I guess if he’s going to bastardize something, it might as well be his own work. Like being his own biggest fan. Self-esteem on a dress form.