Everyone has their favorite event. It’s the one event to which we look forward to every year. For some it’s the Super Bowl or World Series for others the awaited moment is the Oscars. For me it’s all about the Met Gala (that is the Metropolitan Museum’s Annual Costume Institute Gala which is a celebrity infused event benefiting the costume department at the Met). This highly anticipated red carpet event makes the red carpet event at the Oscars look like the auditions for a Broadway show. The fashion show on the red carpet at the Met Gala never disappoints and since the red carpet is as much as the viewing public will see of the Gala (tickets are reportedly $25,000 a head) we must be content with the fashion show on the red carpet. The Met Gala has it all—glamour, bad taste, outrageous ensembles, over-the-top elegance and just crazy sh*t. The most talked about gown was the one worn by Beyonce.
Her pick that evening was a sheer gown in black lace with a feathered embellished hem and train by Givenchy. Beyoncé is a beautiful woman but in this gown she evoked all the glamor of a Las Vegas show girl. I could not help but think of Cher at the 1988 Oscars in a black-shear gown by Bob Mackie.
I understand the evening at the Met Gala is to show (off) a little and that is wonderful, but I like Beyoncé so much that I would like to see her sashay down the red carpet without feeling as though her gown had more to do with how she looks without clothes rather then how she looks with clothes. Carey Mulligan was over-the-top gorgeous in her custom made dress by Miuccia Prada. The just-below-the-knee halter dress looked as though it was made with silver, gold and copper disks—she was illuminating!
There are too many gowns to cover in this small blog so I must stay focused. I will try to report only on the most memorable ones— the gorgeous and the awful. One that must be mentioned was worn by model Anji Rubik. The revealing cream satin dress by Anthony Vaccarello was cut out just about everywhere. Anji’s striking pose, a-la Angelina Jolie, exposed a skeletal hip much like the plastic hip of the famous doll Barbie.
On the opposite end of the spectrum was Cate Blanchet wearing a black feathered Alexander McQueen dress. Alexander was a phenomenal designer, the likes of which we have not seen in decades. His designs were amazing but as awe-inspiring as his designs were it was important that they were worn by a stiking figure to authenticate his talent. Cate accomplished just that the night of the Met Gala. Slick black feathers fit fiercely around her silhouette, grabbing her entire body until just below the knees where the feathers became light, spreading into a circle around her ankles and spilling on to the floor.
Poor Elizabeth Banks had to have been talked into wearing her ensemble by Mary Katrantzou. I don’t know what to say except it made no sense. The peplum projects forward in such a way as to suggest Elizabeth will be giving birth soon. The real baffling thing is that Mary Katrentzou is a tremendous talent. Her gift is in her ability to craft garments using combinations of prints in order to give the garment depth, much like a trompe l’oeil does. Let’s just chalk this up to a bad hair day.
Nina Dobrey was stunning in a gown that looked as though liquid gold had been poured over it by Donna Karan.
And then there was Marc in a see-through lace dress. The only thing that I have to say is this:
I see Paris, I see France, I see Marc’s underpants.