Emmy Awards

Well, well, well. This is fortuitous. Just after I finished pulling the last of the photos for our Emmy coverage, including this one, I read the following in Harper's Bazaar, from Ms Rose Byrne:

"...one pair of snarky bloggers have been merciless. 'They think I'm depressed because I look serious in photos. It's usually because I'm just nervous,' Byrne explains."

First of all: Hi, Rose! Love you on Damages.

Second: MERCILESS seems dramatic. I prefer, "concerned."

Third: I WAS concerned. You always looked so glum! So I am happy to hear it's just nerves. Seriously, someone who has your head of hair should never feel depressed.

Fourth:

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Kid, that dress is aces. And you look so happy and relaxed. Am I allowed to consider this a breakthrough? Fabulous!

Now, if you can just get Timothy Olyphant to spend all of the next season of Damages shirtless, we'll really be in business.
So, I'm not watching Fringe even though I know I would like it, plus it has Pacey. I know. I know. I should be supporting Pacey. But here's the thing: 8pm on Thursday is like IMPOSSIBLE right now. I am watching like SIX THINGS on in that time slot. I only have two eyes, and one dual-tuner TiVo. I'm sorry, Pacey. Don't hate.

That being said, I kind of love Anna Torv, both because she pulled off A Secret Marriage -- which I always appreciate, from a gossip standpoint -- and because....listen. I love this. You may disagree -- as I always say, it'd be so boring if we all agreed -- but I looove it:

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It's shiny, and I, like a magpie, am always pleased by sequins. Plus, the color is great on her, and I love the fact that it's all sexy, cleavage-wise, but the rest of it is demure. I just dig it. Even if it wouldn't be inappropriate on a Barbie. That ain't always a bad thing.

Is every single piece I write about the Emmys going to begin, "When I first saw this dress on the red carpet, I [hated it/loved it/spilled my drink with glee/choked on my hot pocket], but now I get a better look at it, I [want to marry it/feel like vomiting/want to die/can't decide]?

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The answer to that rhetorical question is: yes. When I first saw this dress, I was like, OH HONEY NO. But it's sort of grown on me in the last three days, like mold on a fine blue cheese. I think it helps that SHE is so pretty. (By the way, I assume you read that article in Fitness where she says she has actual scars from the zippers on her size zero costumes on Lipstick Jungle cutting into her body? Can I just say, WTF? I know those are sample sizes sent over from the designer or whatever, but she's a PERSON. Her costumes should not be MAKING HER BLEED. SEND. THE GIRL. THE RIGHT SIZE. DRESS. Jeez.) Nevertheless, I kind of think it's more successful now than I first did, but perhaps that's just because I've mellowed over the last three days, thanks to the immense amount of shirtlessness I've witnessed on The CW since Monday. God bless.
 
In case you were wondering, I want to be Sigourney Weaver when I'm 60 years old.

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Hell, I want to be Sigourney Weaver RIGHT NOW.

So, this is totally confusing to me:

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If you're wondering where you've seen this actress, she plays Rose Byrne's fiance's sister on Damages, and she's pretty good. And according to Wikipedia, her brother is Jamie Bamber of Battlestar Galactica, so....that's an attractive family right there. But I would just like to state for the record that I do not understand why a dress that is designed to look like the bodice is made of two saucily placed ribbons is an entirely good idea. Unless, of course, the plan is for your evening to end with said ribbons unfurling at an apt moment. But a) these can't ACTUALLY unfurl, thus throwing a wrench into that plan, and b) suddenly appearing topless at the Emmys is a ploy best left to those without paying jobs.

I enjoy how, in photos, Ginnifer Goodwin always seems to be cocking her head and looking at the camera with intense eyes, as if to say, "Come on, hit me with it. I can take it. I'm ready. DO YOUR WORST.

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"You want to tell me the necklace reminds you a bit of Halls cough drops on a string? FINE. You think the bodice looks like a construction-paper valentine? BRING IT. You want to wax nostalgic about how you were lousy at drawing even hearts, so you'd draw half of one on a folded piece of paper, cut, and then open it up and VOILA, instant symmetry? And how this dress has now made you reminisce about kindergarten in a way that you haven't since the last time you walked past a toy aisle and saw the Play-Doh Mop Top Hair Shop and secretly thought about buying it for yourself even though you were fully grown? HAVE AT IT. I CAN HANDLE IT. I AM TOUGHER THAN YOUR STUPID ANECDOTES. As long as you give me credit for not gluing any part of this to a doily. Can you do that? CAN YOU?"

Congratulations to Padma Lakshmi!

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She may have lost the Emmy to Jeff Probst, but it appears from her dress that she won the Kentucky Derby, so that should be balm to her wound.
La Deeley seems like a nice lass.

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Which is why it's such a shame her chest looks bandaged -- it reminds me of the dressings Gwyneth Paltrow's character wore in Shakespeare In Love when she was pretending to be a boy. Which is fine when you are, say, pretending to be a boy. In fact, it's all reminiscent of the embarrassingly entertaining Amanda Bynes classic She's The Man, in which Amanda runs around a school fair like a crazy person because she has to both impersonate her brother and play herself in a kissing booth, and she almost screws up one of her costume changes; hilarity ensues. I am pretty sure Cat Deeley would be horrified to think her gown looks like a boob harness that she forgot to take off -- but then again, maybe she's just a really big fan of She's The Man. And I certainly can't judge her for THAT. No, seriously, you guys. It will grow on you. It's like comedy mold: You don't WANT it there, but you can't STOP it, either.
See, this is why trainers tell you to work out both arms evenly:

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You don't want to end up with one arm Bluto-bloated and in need of its own annex.

Christina Applegate seemed a little cranky when she was talking to Ryan Seacrest on the red carpet, and I figured there were several reasons for this:

a) she doesn't like Ryan for some reason
b) it's surreal to be nominated for a role that no longer exists
c) it was like ten thousand degrees on Sunday.

But once I got a real look at her gown, I thought of another option.

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d) she hates her dress. She DID sort of bobble over the designer's name and then kind of dismiss it entirely, so obviously they're in a blood feud. I can't say I wholly blame her. The color is swell -- it really makes her eyes pop, as they say -- but there's so much happening on her left side that I wouldn't be surprised if she started to list in that direction.


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