The commercials with Anne Hathaway and that Franco guy for the Academy Award Show are pretty funny. I am sad because this is the first time in over forty (40!!!) years that I am not going to be able to watch the Oscars. I haven't even been to the movies in almost two years; and so I am not cheering for any particular performers or films. Still. I hate to see one of the last traditions I have die so unceremoniously.
What I am thinking is one person who must be absolutely busting her buttons is the Human Bobblehead known as Rachel Zoe. She actually gets paid to pick out Anne Hathaway's clothes! Imagine! Reflected glory because of a skirt you selected for someone else to wear. I get the idea of having a stylist, I do. But when the styled goes to bed at night does she think: Why am I shelling out my hard earned cash for someone else to tell me what to wear? Am I that stupid? Am I that lazy? After all I am the famous, talented, cute, working actor! Why wouldn't PRADA want to dress me? Or CHANEL? Or DIOR? Or ANY OTHER DESIGNER CURRENTLY WORKING?
What I am thinking is one person who must be absolutely busting her buttons is the Human Bobblehead known as Rachel Zoe. She actually gets paid to pick out Anne Hathaway's clothes! Imagine! Reflected glory because of a skirt you selected for someone else to wear. I get the idea of having a stylist, I do. But when the styled goes to bed at night does she think: Why am I shelling out my hard earned cash for someone else to tell me what to wear? Am I that stupid? Am I that lazy? After all I am the famous, talented, cute, working actor! Why wouldn't PRADA want to dress me? Or CHANEL? Or DIOR? Or ANY OTHER DESIGNER CURRENTLY WORKING?
See? Cute, right! Maybe Rachel told her how to brush the wispiness into the hair. But the cute factor is all Anne's. I guess the point I am trying to make is this: I hope the Oscar Show is fun for Ms. Hathaway. I will miss it for sure. But I hope Ms. Zoe has to stay home.
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