“Golden Globes” passed, but the Internet is still high for Meryl Streep’s speech and the gowns that flowed all over the place on all sorts of lists. Having seen the same outfits for so many times through news feeds here and there, I can’t help but think, in the back of my mind, of two gowns in particular.
The first one is right on my favourites list from the 74th annual. It’s true that I love both the actress and the dress, so when watching the Globes and seeing them both in the same place, I thought of a match made in heaven.
It’s Felicity Jones in a Gucci dress.
Shortly after, Zoe Saldana showed up in a Gucci dress also and although I was dying for the dress and I happen to like Zoe too, I said sadly to myself “mnope“, without giving too much thought to it at the time. It was tough. It is a Gucci dress we’re talking here about.
We have two beautiful dresses, two beautiful actresses, impeccable make-ups, smiles also.
This is a case of two gorgeous women who wear gorgeous dresses, but who still don’t (quite) make it onto the “best dressed list”. Not that this would be the goal in life, but there was a red carpet in the pictures above, so there most certainly was a “list”.
The dresses didn’t match the personalities. It were the dresses that wore the celebrities, not the celebrities that wore the dresses. The dresses were the celebrities. Gucci dresses are celebrities by definition. Through colours, cut, fabrics, ruffles, playfulness, bliss. This is it! Bliss! A.k.a. “a state of perfect happiness, oblivious of everything else”.
Therefore, a va-va-voom dress, like Gucci dresses are, e.g., once dressed, must be assumed. Understood. Furthermore, felt. Once dressed, the dress becomes the best friend of the one wearing it. Whom she laughs, dances, dedicates songs with on the dance floor/red carpet, whom she confesses to, who she drinks champagne, sings, have fun (in) with.
The most important thing, though, is for both the woman and the dress to “love” both fashion and a little bit of craziness at the same time. Better yet! To enjoy the chemistry in between.
Chemistry… Here comes the answer to the question from the back of my mind above. There’s no chemistry. Everything beautifully by the book, but no chemistry.
There has to be one between the wearer and the whatever garment.
Especially when the garment is a va-va-voom one.
Just like in life.
Below are some happy formulas of Gucci dresses. They below must have liked it at school.