The voting on Marisa Tomei's Golden Globes ensemble was split pretty much down the middle as of this writing: 50 percent of people liked it, and the other 50 percent were divided between the other three more negative options of not getting it, not liking it, or thinking they would've liked it if she'd executed it better.
So I'll be curious to see what you think of Eva La Rue's more casual variation on the theme.
With Tomei's, I voted "I appreciate what she's going for, but I don't think it worked." And I have to say, I feel almost identically about this. In general I prefer this belt to Marisa's weird lacy cummerbund, and I think Eva's shoes are super cute. But the blouse is awful. It looks like it cost her about $5 to buy this thing off a barmaid at the Hofbrauhaus in Las Vegas. Plus the sleeve poofs are both larger and less elegantly executed than those on Marisa's shirt -- I would not be at all surprised to find out that Ms. La Rue had a horrible accident with a pair of Kleenex boxes ten minutes before arriving on the red (grey) carpet.
So overall, I think I'm giving the win to Marisa. Especially because, in life, Eva La Rue has the clear advantage -- I mean, she once got to come back from the dead on a soap opera, even if it was a horribly executed comeback involving prolonged amnesia, AND she works with David Caruso at her day job. We keep asking Intern George to put on a red wig and sunglasses and speak only in halting, hideous puns before making dramatic exits from the room after each sentence. But so far he has not obliged. (We'll keep him anyway.)
So I'll be curious to see what you think of Eva La Rue's more casual variation on the theme.
With Tomei's, I voted "I appreciate what she's going for, but I don't think it worked." And I have to say, I feel almost identically about this. In general I prefer this belt to Marisa's weird lacy cummerbund, and I think Eva's shoes are super cute. But the blouse is awful. It looks like it cost her about $5 to buy this thing off a barmaid at the Hofbrauhaus in Las Vegas. Plus the sleeve poofs are both larger and less elegantly executed than those on Marisa's shirt -- I would not be at all surprised to find out that Ms. La Rue had a horrible accident with a pair of Kleenex boxes ten minutes before arriving on the red (grey) carpet.
So overall, I think I'm giving the win to Marisa. Especially because, in life, Eva La Rue has the clear advantage -- I mean, she once got to come back from the dead on a soap opera, even if it was a horribly executed comeback involving prolonged amnesia, AND she works with David Caruso at her day job. We keep asking Intern George to put on a red wig and sunglasses and speak only in halting, hideous puns before making dramatic exits from the room after each sentence. But so far he has not obliged. (We'll keep him anyway.)
