Emmy Awards

You guys, I know this may rock you like a hurricane, but: I think The Sev might've been one of my favorites from last night.

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Love the dots, like the yellow slip underneath that gives it an ethereal sheen, love the hip brooch... not sure what to make of the hair -- is it edgy, or just lazy? -- but at least it doesn't distract from her dress or look like a mangy rope of fake tresses borrowed from an old Star Trek movie (ahem, Blake Lively's Braid Thing).

And my good will is so robust that I might even be okay with this:
This is another look that caused a fair amount of dissension during the red carpet live-blog. Some readers loved it; some hated it; some, like me, were withholding judgment.

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Well, my judgment is no longer withheld: I woke up this morning and decided that, while I liked January Jones's dress, this one I did not. I mean, it's one of those things where I GET IT, I just don't care for it. It's like what would happen if an ice dancer and Crystal Barbie had a baby.
Listen. Who DOESN'T love Jane Krakowski? I mean, her work in The Rural Juror alone has given me hours of pleasure:



But I feel like if someone tried to dress her 30 Rock character in this dress, that person would be in for a world of completely ineffectual hurt:

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This both washes her out AND makes her look boxy. In other words, it's like she's wearing a recycled bulk mailer. Part of the problem is that J. Krak doesn't have much of a waist -- a debilitating and crippling condition I happen to share -- so she needs to wear a dress that helps create the illusion of one. AKA, not this one. The Rural Juror votes, GUILTY.

While we were doing our live-blog yesterday -- and thanks to those of you who stopped by, it was super fun -- Heather and I decided that we didn't know what to decide about Mrs Betty Draper here, AKA January Jones:

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This morning, I think I've personally come down firmly on the side of love: it's interesting and intricate without being all Crazy McLookAtMe, and it fits her like a dream. But we promised you a poll, and a poll ye shall receive:


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PATRICIA ARQUETTE: I maybe should have gone up a size on my bodice.

THOMAS JANE: What are you talking about it? I LOVE IT. Your cups OVERFLOWETH.

PATRICIA: Yeah. I know. It's totally uncomfortable. My nipple is seriously about to make a run for it and I haven't taken a full breath since 11 a.m.

THOMAS: So?

PATRICIA: So I might PASS OUT, buddy. This top is literally cutting into me.

THOMAS: HOT.

PATRICIA: You're so unhelpful.

THOMAS: WRONG. I am awesome. Did you see me on the red carpet?

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BLAKE LIVELY: Hi L.

LEIGHTON MEESTER: Hey, B.

BLAKE: Am I showing way too much skin?

LEIGHTON: As usual. Boobs OR legs, remember, Blake?

BLAKE: I have the worst time with that.

LEIGHTON: We know. And your dress has an open back.

BLAKE: So?

LEIGHTON: You're beating us about the head and neck with your hotness, when you really ought to just let it hug us tenderly.

BLAKE: I don't know what that means.

LEIGHTON: Stop showing so much skin. For the 10th time.

BLAKE: Your turn.

LEIGHTON: Whatever do you mean?

BLAKE: Uh. Your dress is like way too big for you and you're wearing shoulder pads that give a whole new meaning to the phrase, "don't squeeze the Charmin."

LEIGHTON: What new meaning is that?

BLAKE: I don't know. It was the only toilet paper joke I could think of.

LEIGHTON: Bitch, please, this outfit is directional.

BLAKE: It should have directed you to a tailor. And what about your face? At least my makeup looks awesome.

LEIGHTON: Your hair doesn't.

BLAKE: WE'RE STILL TALKING ABOUT YOU:
So, I think we can all agree that this was a mistake, right?

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I mean, the color is great but the last time this particular silhouette was flattering on a woman, her name was Glenn Close and she and John Malkovich were playing an increasingly dangerous game of seduction while she was wearing a corset and her hair had a ship in it. If you're not wearing the period-appropriate undergarments with your panniers, then you just look like your hips are suddenly as bizarrely wide as a beam, and if you are wearing said period-appropriate undergarments, then you are probably going to pass out and/or people are going to think you are KA-RAZY because you're running around dressed like you've recently escaped from the set of Dangerous Liaisons II: Get Dangerous!  In other words, Sarah, we're thrilled you're not wearing jeans and a ripped sweatshirt and playing with your gum as usual, but this was an exceedingly weird choice. In fairness, I admit that I will never understand why Sarah Silverman seems to feel the need to downplay how cute she is by generally dressing like a hot mess at events, when the fact is that she's created an entire comedic persona around the (completely tired) idea that it's funny when a cute girl says something shockingly crass/crassly shocking. Doesn't it therefore follow that she should generally look adorable, as part of her branding? It's not like she's Charlize Thereon, who might worry that her stunning beauty will get in the way of being cast in a serious role. Her whole DEAL is that she's cute, and therefore it's HILARIOUS if she calls someone a word I won't use on this website because my mom reads it. I actually don't agree with this as a comedic concept in the least, but she seems to buy into it, so why doesn't she ever try to LOOK BETTER? THAT'S THE WHOLE CRUX OF HER ENTIRE DEAL!!

And it makes me shouty.
HOW IS SHE STILL GETTING TICKETS TO THIS THING?

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It certainly isn't because of her contributions to our combined sartorial health and wellness.

Okay. There is expressing excitement about and support for Barack Obama, and then there's this:

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Does there have to be an Etsy store for everything?!? He's not a SOUVENIR. He's the PRESIDENT.

Hey guys! As you might have ascertained, we enjoyed the VMA live-blog we did here so much that we're doing it again for the Emmy red carpet. With comments open! What do you think of THAT, O Divine Trinity of Awesome?

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I KNOW! We're totally excited too. (Also, we'd like to be the meat in that sandwich, but that's a post for another day. On another blog.)

Here's the deal: We start blogging here, on this very site, when the E! telecast begins -- so, at 6 p.m. on the East Coast and 3 p.m. on the West Coast. It'll be pretty hard to miss the entry itself, since it'll be at the top of the page. And obviously, the usual anti-squabbling rules apply in the comments. Otherwise, that's pretty much it, actually. There is not much "deal," in the end. But we hope you come by and chat it up during the last major awards show of this season. It's the online equivalent of crossing our arms, holding hands with the person next to us, and singing "Taps."

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