Anne Hathaway stuck with Louis Vuitton for the Devil Wears Everything But Prada afterparty, but wisely switched out of her very large red frock into something more navigable inside a small venue. (She’s standing with Aline Brosh McKenna, screenwriter of both films, and showrunner of Crazy Ex-Girlfriend. We won’t mention that she also wrote We Bought a Zoo. We will, however, mention that she seems to be framing her erogenous zones with zippers and is wearing a belt that doesn’t actually buckle.) I like this switch for Anne; the muted, shiny pattern is appealing, and the dress appears to be something she can sponge clean if anyone crashes into her with a plate of hors d’oeuvres.
Emily Blunt switched it up for Balmain:
John Krasinski apparently did walk the red carpet with her, but only briefly; the photos came in after I finished up that post, but I like this one where she has clearly gotten out of the van that drove her there standing up, and they’re laughing. However, I think this outfit is SMASHING, and I would have worn it all night, not least because I could arrive at the event with a seatbelt on like a normal person. The skirt is great, the tights are fun, the top is serving up a touch of the ’80s shoulder, it feels VERY Cranky Fashion Editor (complimentary), and the earrings are a hoot. It’s all very considered and cool, and to me more effective than the yeti labia. But I guess somewhere out there, a yeti feels truly seen, so who am I to take that from them.
