i almost called in a sick day, just to write this post.

first things first:  my pictures came from justjared.  i'm paranoid about citing my sources these days. 

second: most bizarre/boring/lifeless/awkward awards show ever. with awful hosts with awful chemistry to blame, mostly.

i really invested some hard earned time and money into this year's films.  i mean... these aren't all cotton candy and lollipops movies.... they're not movies you go to for a feel good dose of entertainment.... it's serious business.  i mean, it's entertaining if you can tolerate that depressing and twisty business like me, but it's no "letters to juliet".....

for such a good year of film, they sure botched the celebration and the honor.

no political rants, no one touting their cause of the hour.  no red ribbons.  not so much as a multi-colored autistic puzzle piece, even.  the documentary acceptance speech was short and the entire program ended early.... leaving us here in salt lake with 20 minutes of local news casters to fill the down time with critiques of the red carpet fashion {while dressed in their j.c. penney mother-of-the-bride dresses, mind you}. the extend of the thrill came by way of kirk douglas getting touchy with melissa leo.  that's it.

boo to it all.

on the flip side, it was a good year in fashion.  lots of hits, hardly any misses. 

a high five to all the stylists out there.

my favs: cate blanchett and michelle williams.

i loved them from head to toe.

{robin, will you please do michelle williams hair next? please?}

i loved their blonde short hair, their barely there makeup, their high neck + sleeved dresses.  simple, stated looks.

i loved it loved it loved it.

other honorable mentions:

jennifer hudson for wearing a lot of orange.  and pulling it off.

halle berry for looking exactly as i expected her to. 

for gwyneth paltrow for looking like a golden goddess.

but NOT to nicole kidman.  i didn't like anything about her dress.

and in case i didn't make my point well enough above: i have nothing nice to say about anne hathaway.

rachel zoe, please tell me you did not mess up 8 times last night?  i hated it all.

if rachel had anything to do about it, i'm blaming rodger + the pregnancy. 

anne hathaway could be exiled to a far away island and i wouldn't complain.

the only casualty the world would know is a little less princess diary and that's a casualty i'm okay giving up.

james franco, while high on something - or just anxious for the after party as usual - could show up to my door in that grey suit and i would not complain.

p.s. i scored 9 for 14 in my oscar predictions. epic fail.