My Favourite Looks from the 2013 Golden Globes

While I, in reality, am not a fashion connoisseur by any means, I like to sometimes pretend that I actually know what I’m talking about when it comes to who killed it on the red carpet of whichever award show happens to be relevant at the moment.  At this particular moment, that award show is obviously the Golden Globes, and there were definitely a few looks that (in my admittedly unqualified opinion) deserve recognition.  Courtesy of Getty Images, those looks, in no particular order, are:

1. Jennifer Lopez


Jennifer Lopez wore the sh*t out of this dress by Zuhair Murad.  The fabric hugs her famous curves, creating what I can only describe as being a “bombshell” look.  I’ve read some critiques regarding the sheerness of the dress but like…this is Jlo we’re talking about.  Wearing sheer dresses is what she does best.  Also, her hair and makeup are on Point with a capital “P” (but then again, aren’t they always?).

2. Leonardo Dicaprio


I think Leo looks great here.  Better than he’s looked in a while.  The dark hair is a good look for him, as was his decision to wear Tom Ford (who, as A Single Man showed us all, is incapable of designing a sub-par men’s suit).

3. Amanda Seyfried


I adore how ethereal Amanda Seyfried looked in this Givenchy number. Her decision to opt for minimal makeup complimented the tone set by the dress and her cascading locks (which somehow never cease to look absolutely flawless).

4. Kate Hudson


It’s all about the Cleopatra-esque collar with Kate Hudson’s Alexander McQueen dress. Love it.  The one qualm I have with her entire look here is her hair which, in my opinion, should have been up so that us viewers at home could have fully appreciated the regal quality being served by McQueen’s creation.

5. Ben Affleck


I absolutely love the cut of Ben Affleck’s suit jacket (which is apparently Gucci).  His choice to opt for navy (or is it royal?) blue was also a nice change from the predictable black tuxes that always grace the red carpet.  Paired with the beard, he’s giving me Old Hollywood vibes which is always (and I mean alwaysa good thing.

6. Anne Hathaway


I wasn’t surprised in the least to read that Anne Hathaway’s dress is Chanel (Chanel Haute Couture to be exact).  It just screams Chanel (doesn’t it?) with its simple sophistication. Somehow, I feel like her pickie-cut actually serves to uplift the sophistication of the dress even more.  As such, I can’t find a single fault in her entire look.

As for the ceremony itself, the highlight, to me, was what Kristen Wigg and Will Ferrell did in the video below.  I’ve re-watched their shenanigans at least five times since the footage was posted online and cried with laughter every single time.


There are some things I can’t deal with…

And this is one of them.
It’s like, can we not? Way to ruin one of my favorite songs from the late 90s, Glee. Were there no Kings of Leon songs lying around for you to massacre instead? Oh wait…
Apparently, this is the kind of shit that wins Golden Globes.  Darren Criss and his excessive mugging need to GTFO. Who would’ve thought A Very Potter Musical would still be the most respectable credit on his resume?

Our Whole Universe Was In a Hot Dense State…

Warning:  The following blog contains perhaps one too many potentially awkward metaphors.  Reader discretion is advised.

I grew up on television.  As a proverbial child of the 90s, television was many things to me before the internet intruded upon our relationship and shamelessly swept me off my feet: babysitter, surrogate parent, forbidden lover, and above all, friend.  I was a “couch potato” — as most modern children with parental-induced agoraphobia are — and unapologetically so.  For a long time, Saturday morning cartoons and family sitcoms were my shit.

Then things changed, as they are annoyingly prone to do.  ABC cancelled One Saturday Morning, family sitcoms became obsolete, and… I grew up.  The Dark Ages of American television had begun with “reality programming” at the sinking ship’s stern and— okay, I’ll stop with the dramatics and put it like this: things sucked until Chuck Lorre gave us The Big Bang Theory.   

TBBT is, quite simply, my crack.  Been onboard since the pilot, own all three seasons on DVD, would name my goldfish Sheldon Cooper if I had a goldfish, etcetera, etcetera.  Lorre (creator, writer, and producer) managed to do what so many in Hollywood couldn’t – he brought the sitcom into the new millennium, making it fresh, watchable, and most importantly, funny (can’t say I’m entirely surprised; he did, after all, do major work on Roseanne, the Holy Grail of sitcoms). 

My love for this show runs so deep that I feel obligated to be completely honest in my critique of its latest season: up until this week’s episode, I was worried.  Worried because the characters weren’t exhibiting any signs of growth; worried because Sheldon appeared to have become a caricature of himself; worried because the jokes were stale; worried because I wasn’t laughing.

Season Four is about one season too early for any show to jump the shark, and yet the signs, which I outlined above, are already there (it won’t happen officially until the writers go COMPLETELY assbackwards and give Sheldon a steady girlfriend).  I just pray that this week’s episode, where the gang hilariously embarked on a weekend getaway to a science conference, marks a turn for the better.  Interestingly, it appears the comedic stylings of Melissa Rauch (Bernadette Rostenkowski) and Mayim Bialik (Amy Farrah Fowler/Blossom) will be TBBT’s saving grace until the writers figure out to do with everyone else.  

But just like with a marriage, I’m in this thing for the long haul.  For better or for worse. In sickness and in health.  And that’s no bazinga.   

Oh, and here’s a little sumthin’ sumthin’ for the other sitcom lovers out there.