Good Evening Darlings,
So I suppose the Grammys are like my least favourite award show, only because most popular music just doesn’t really do it for me. And I don’t say that to be a snob, I say that because it’s the truth. I mean, I love some new music (especially T Swift), but most of the new music out there sounds like a load of production and some killer socialmediamarketingskills and I guess I’m not down with that.
I also really don’t like the Grammys because the men feel like they can just show up without taking a shower or pressing their shirt, and while I hate ironing, I do appreciate the time and the place for a nice pressing.
The kids that exemplified this the most this year were Mumford and Sons, who to be fair, I don’t really get the hype about to begin with, but this year (nominated for like a gazillion awards) decided to show up to a multi million dollar event looking like the poster boys for Madewell Men (not a real thing, but if there was…)
Now, before you say: “LCF, come on, they are young hip musicians, what do you expect?” I would like to show you a set of their peers below:
Fun. is a hip newish band with similar fans to Mumford and Sons. And just like any band from this generation, they have their own style, they want to be unique, but they know that the Grammys is not the right time for chin pubes and bourbon breath (one can only imagine that is the scent that goes with M&Sons wardrobe choice). Now, can I say that I love the man capri situation? No, I think it’s ridiculous. But if these guys want to make their ankles sing while wearing a tie, I’m okay with it. Just keep the ties on.
And just to close this tangent…If I were single and a representative from both bands were standing in front of me with propositions, I would choose the one with the tie on. Or at least the one with a pressed collar. Seriously. Iron your damn shirt.
And really, you can’t compare this guy to the kids above, if only because he’s been in the game for so long and gets when it’s appropriate to wear a crinkled canadian tuxedo (to brunch) and when it’s appropriate to wear a velvet tuxedo (the Grammys)
Now that we’ve covered mens fashion, I would just like to add an of the minute addition to my thoughts. Hov (that’s Jay Z / Sean Carter for those of you who who aren’t acquainted) just made the most amazing/snarky comment to his co-winner “The Dream” while accepting their award. Instead of thanking his manager, his beautiful wife Sasha Fierce, his little blue ivy baby or his jeweler, Hov with all of the grace he could muster said
“I would like to thank the swap meet for his hat,” referring to The Dream’s (Boyz n The Hood) baseball cap that he decided was not only appropriate to wear to the Grammys, but also on stage.
Don Draper (pretty much the Hov of the 1960s) would have been appalled, and this is what would have happened.
But I would like to thank Hov for getting it. His velvet tux was completely appropriate, as was his comment. One can only hope that next year The Dream shows up in Tom Ford.
Now on to the ladies.
I think that along with that dress code memo, there must have been a memo that went around asking the artists to dress like their favourite Disney/Sesame Street character. Because, LOOK:
This is not the HeidiKlumSeal Halloween Party. This is the Grammys. Good Grief. Maybe it was because of TSwift’s weird Alice in Wonderlandesque opening sequence? Who knows???
Am I all mean? No way. Is that really what you think of me? There were surely some dresses that I kind of loved. Nothing SERIOUSLY amazing, but a few things that at least didn’t make me want to rip my hair out. (I won’t mention the stylist thing in this post, because I’ve only mentioned it like a gazillion times in previous posts) (what am I talking about? oh you know, just the fact that if you are making more than a million dollars and have to show yourself on national tv, you should have a stylist if you don’t know how to dress yourself. AND of course, one key to success is knowing your weaknesses and if you can’t get your head around that you can’t dress yourself for the masses, then really, how can you be a successful performing artist?)
Today for the first time in probably 2.5 years, I painted my nails a color other than Big Apple Red. And do I love it? Nope. But do I need to rock it for a day or two just to prove to myself that I can? Yup.
That’s how I feel about Adele in this Valentino. I applaud her for stepping out of the black and into the…well, 60s floral couch print. She looks great, because she is amazing and she will always look great and be a wonderful role model. Will she do this again? Probably not. But tonight, she’s out in LA and she’s in pink and she is still stealing the show. And so will my hunter green nails – at least for 24 hours.
Look, I know I’ve said some not so amazing things about Beyonce on the socialmedias, but I gotta say that she looks amazing tonight. The pantsuit takes a whole lotta confidence on the red carpet, especially when you are next to someone like Hov. And it also looks just like this amazing cocktail dress that mama has and so I love it. I even am okay with the black peep toes, even though I usually think that a black peep toe is kind of a cop out. But for some readon I think they kind of tie the outfit together. So to me just for the sheer ease of it all, Beyonce wins the night.
Kathy Griffin gets my pick for favourite non musician. Just because she is amazing and I love her and her jokes and her sass and the fact that she’s just rocking an Oscar de la Renta to an industry party that isn’t hers. Because she’s Kathy Griffin and she can do whatever she wants as long as she keeps laughing that raspy laugh.
This is not my favourite for sure, but there is something mesmerizing about it. It kind of reminds me of Carrie Bradshaw’s newspaper dress, which was obviously one for the ages. I also really really love the nude platform t straps, which pretty much combine all of my favourite shoe characteristics into one shoe. Also, my old boss’ kids think that I look like Kat, so I have a hard time hating on her like ever as I feel we have a magical bond because one time two teenage boys told me I look like her. You know what that’s like, right?
Anyway darlings, did you watch the show? What did you think? I didn’t realize LL Cool J was relevant enough to host the awards two years in a row, but maybe I’m just not hip enough.