Its that time of year. Again. Is it me or does it feel like the gap between award season hype is shortening every year? With this hype and the rush to the theatre to see ALL the Oscar nominated movies in a month – I have only seen La La Land, which is enough for me, I’m OBSESSED – comes the style watch. We watch in anticipation for the stars to come out in their finest and wow us while we are all wearing our flannel pj’s and warding off the post Christmas blues. So far. So so.
Like last year, nobody has taken our breath away. There have been some brilliant looks, yes, but the stars are playing it safe. They are going for pretty, not bold. Ladylike, not edgy. And you know what? That’s OK. I think we expect too much. The Golden Globes, The Baftas, they are not the Grammys. We expect some madness at the Oscars for the music industry – we can’t even breath after Beyonce’s Peter Dundas number – but why do we expect so much from the others? When, just like us, the women probably want to take these opportunities to look pretty, glamorous, classy and grown up. Crazy, edgy style has become common place. Street style is everyday. We can wear sequins before 6pm, sneakers to work, logo t-shirts to speak our mind, and fringing and feathers are not just for Saturday night. Quirky and cool is the everyday uniform, so, maybe, when there is a red carpet and everyone is watching, maybe they just want to look like the nicest version of themselves, without the bells and whistles.
While I am not comparing my life to Emma Stone (Ryan, call me!) the only experience I can compare awards season to is my wedding day. I love sequins – like, LOVE – I wear bright colours on a daily basis, I currently have an unhealthy affair with ruffles and fringing, and my friend Orla calls me Rock Chick. I was bombarded with comments like ‘I can’t wait to see your wedding dress, you’re going to be so cool’. But I wasn’t. I was me, yes. But I went for pretty. I went for classic. I channeled my inner Grace Kelly and Marilyn Monroe and went for Hollywood – BIG – hair and a traditional dress. Because I wanted to be pretty. I wanted to be grown up – I rarely dress like the 36 year old I am – I wanted to be timeless, and look back on those pictures of me walking down MY red carpet with my Dad and feel like a goddess. Knowing I will probably never look this glam again – or have a glam squad again! – and soak it up. While they do have glam squad on tap, maybe they just want to rock the red carpet and the stage receiving their awards looking like the accomplished, classy women they are.
Alessandro Michele and Gucci may have a lot more to answer for than soft, pretty ruffles and injecting pink into every aspect of our wardrobe. Maybe pretty is the new black?
And then, then there is Queen Bea. She SLAY!
Lets see what happens at the Oscars, we may all be choking on gold sequins that night.