My lovely friend Sara always writes an Academy Awards Red Carpet Wrap-Up, and this year she's sharing it with Daddy Likey readers. Read on for her fabulous fashion recap!
With the rise of the Personal Stylist, we really can’t look forward to seeing anything like this slip onto the red carpet anymore:
Except, I forgot about Whoopi:
I mean, it’s nice to see Whoopi out of her oversized white t-shirt and ill-fitting vest, but really? Leopard-print Maxi dress is your next choice? I don’t blame you, Whoop. I blame your inner circle.
Strapless haute couture ball gowns with belts, one strap à la Michelle Obama (I’m talking to you, Reese Witherspoon), and shimmery petals, scales and napkin tiers were popular among the starlets, which is why the understated Tilda Swinton is always appreciated:
I might be in the minority on this, but I would like to remind everyone that the Academy Awards Ceremony is not Prom 2009:
Next up, SJP's Prom Queen with a little touch of Janet-Jackson-Superbowl danger! Watch out Ferris!
Most Improved goes to Dame Streep, who has had only 40 years and 15 nominations to get it right, and finally did with this awesome off-the-shoulder, soft putty loveliness known as Alberta Ferretti. Now, about that hair…
Best Dressed goes to Natalie Portman for this pretty-in-pink Rodarte:
I love me some Amy Adams in Carolina Herrera, breaking all those style rules with red on red and sporting a huge beaded necklace right in the middle of something resembling the Great Depression without the dustbowl or the hoovervilles. Ka-ching!
Umm, yeah. This is so incredibly weird, and I kinda like it:
Double-digit plastic surgeries, one-punch away from Alzheimer’s, and I still think you’re hot:
Keep rocking the Jean Paul Gaultier, but only while wearing a choker with a small photo of your dead dog around the neck. So sexy.