Mary Louise must really want that Oscar.
Meryl Streep attends the 11th Annual Movies for Grownups Awards Gala.
And why shouldn’t she? Sure, it can be argued that she’s got more of them than plenty of actors, but the poor dear has been racking up nominations for the last 30 years with the same frequency most of us get colds. After a while, it’s got to grate just a little bit and you just want to say “Fuck it, it’s NOT an honor to be nominated. Give me that little naked gold dude NOW.” To make matters worse, you’ve been putting up with it for so long that now you have to be fucking gracious about it because everyone expects you to. So no naked Oscar campaigning in the Natalie Portman or Kate Winslet mold; that would be unseemly. Instead, she seems to be putting some effort in with her clothes and styling. No, really.
If there’s one thing Meryl values more than anything else in her clothes, it’s comfort. That’s not such a ringing endorsement of her style because anyone who makes their living in the public eye should expect to have to dress up on a regular basis. Comfort’s nice, and we’re not suggesting 6-inch platforms, push-up bras, and Spanx, but we tend to think there’s a happy medium between that level of discomfort and, oh…say, going out in a dressing gown with a brooch pinning it shut.
Girl, you’re killing us here. Especially because, despite the almost lingerie-like qualities, we love the shape, the color, and the hem length on her. But it looks so … flimsy. And to make matters worse, some dizzy queen made her up to look like she has pinkeye. Or she’s dying of consumption. Top it off with Hillary Clinton’s old wig and you’ve got a look that’s tearing us apart, darlings.
But hey, great shoes.
IN! She is a LEGEND and you two need to shut your whore mouths.
OUT! Maybe she’s doing research for a role where she portrays someone who has the flu.
Emmy Rossum’s Valentine dress got a big ol’ IN from the Bitter Kittens.
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