No apologies – Mercury is in retrograde, I’m feeling fat and in need of a haircut, so I’m taking it all out on the Golden Globes until a new episode of ‘Downton Abbey’ comes on to restore peace in the world. Until then, some rude comments on Hollywood celebrities. They can handle it, I’m sure.
We begin with the obnoxious crew at E! Online.
Giuliana Rancic channeling some sexy but strange Queen Amidala look.
Ick… emerald green all over the red carpet tonight. Personal preference, or the opposite-there-of.
Just when I was on the verge of coming around to navy, there’s Jamie Lee Curtis. And we’re done.
Sam Smith – further proof that money and fame can buy you a better body.
Natalie Dormer is disastrous on every level. The least she could have done is comb her hair.
I like all the ladies embracing the mini-muffin tops.
At this point Ryan Seacrest is just teflon. (And I still want to throw a bunch of eggs at him and make an omelet.)
Jennifer Lopez in a self-described ‘mustardy/marigoldy’ ensemble – love the color and architecture of this one.
Melissa McCarthy in a trash bag, staying true to her own tradition.
Oooh! David Oyelowo is looking chic in that non-traditional suit.
But Eddie Redmayne may be the best-dressed man tonight.
I am desperately trying to get a better view of Cate Blanchett. I saw fringe and pink and that’s always a promising beginning.
Jane Fonda – so ridiculous I have to love it.
Channing Tatum, that hair?
Lady Gaga is totally channeling 1987 Madonna and I’m loving it. Arm-candy Taylor Kinney looks fine too.
Ricky Gervais and that crass opening monologue? It would have been funnier if he’d stood there drinking that ridiculous beer and burping.
I want Viola Davis to be my fairy godmother.
Bryce Dallas Howard: from America’s favorite daughter to grandmother in one ill-advised dress.
Just because your dress has pockets doesn’t mean you should use them when presenting.
Where did Brad Pitt get his Dorian Gray portrait done?
I wonder if Tom Ford was just the tiniest bit stung by presenting with Lady Gaga wearing Versace.
When did Quentin Tarantino turn into my 8th grade social studies teacher?
The lesson gleaned once again from the Golden Globes: I hardly watch any television. Who are these people? What are these shows?
Chris Evans… let me go to bed with his dapper image in my head.
Jim Carrey, channeling Merlin Olsen. That’s how far my TV-watching experience goes back.
They really ARE actors – they’re laughing at Ricky Gervais!
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