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Sure, some pretty awesome dresses graced the Oscar arrivals carpet Sunday afternoon. But in a few cases, the gowns we saw during the ceremony’s performances surpassed that initial batch.
Case in point: Jennifer Hudson, who looked totally beautiful in a blue beaded Roberto Cavalli gown when she showed up, looked downright spectacular in the silvery Kaufmanfranco she wore while singing “And I’m Telling You I’m Not Going,” her hit song from 2006’s Dreamgirls, for which she won the best supporting actress prize. The dress hugged her curves like an R8 on the Autobahn and made us true believers in the miracle of Weight Watchers, for sure.
Anne Hathaway, too, arrived in a blush pink Prada number that, while pretty, spawned “nipplegate 2013” with some unfortunate chest-area stitching placement. But to perform with her Les Miserables cast, the eventual best supporting actress winner changed into a breathtaking custom tiered Armani, with nary a nipple in sight.
Cast mate Amanda Seyfried started out her day in a high-neck Alexander McQueen that was also pretty but didn’t fit at the chest quite as well as it should have (whether the loose bunching was caused by the actual dress or Seyfried’s rapidly shrinking Lovelace figure is anyone’s guess). But the siren-red Givenchy stunner she sported during her Les Mis melody (and later at the Vanity Fair party) was all kinds of amazing.
The long, black sequined Jenny Packham dress Adele wore when she arrived on the carpet was nice, if a tad matronly for the 24-year-old best song winner. But the shorter, shinier Burberry number she put on to sing “Skyfall” was better. Simple as that.
So what’s the reason for these better dresses that come later in the show? Good question. We can only surmise that the increasingly cool fashion display is a ploy to keep those who tune out after the red carpet, tuned in. And with Sunday’s telecast clocking in at the four hour mark (we could have taken a flight to Chicago in the same amount of time), we desperately needed Hathaway’s killer nude, sparkly performance gown to keep us awake.
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Melvin Van Peebles