Sometimes, you just can’t drag a big train to a crowded afterparty; sometimes, you CAN, but you just don’t want it to be the SAME big train, for some reason? Sometimes you want room to snack, or to flash a little leg, after sitting in a constricting gown for four hours waiting for someone to play off Adrien Brody. Sometimes, you just had a bunch of designer dresses you liked and couldn’t decide and thought, “Why not BOTH?” Who among us has not been in this position, am I right!!!! These are the conundrums of the Oscars, and this is the crew of people who went to the telecast and then I guess changed in the limo/a makeshift dressing room/an offsite hotel room to make a new splash at the Vanity Fair bash. Well, and the Elton John party, in one case.
