
That bodice, from the front, is so uninspiring. And the pelvic detail looks like paws. Gleaming, spindly, spectral paws that want to hike up her skirt. The gropey hands of a bejeweled sprite trying to make her dance the tango -- which is great cross-promotion for ABC's Dancing With The Stars, really.

I love this photo. I like that Sandra Bullock isn't afraid to feel.

And I especially like that she isn't afraid to squeal a hello to the awesome Octavia Spencer, whose standing ovation was truly earned. And LOOK AT THE BACK. It's so pretty. The back is writing a check the front can't cash.

Even Intern George is like, "Well, that's... not where I thought you'd go."

How in the world did this get in here? But LOOK AT THE MUNCHKIN. He is SO CUTE. I want to hug him and pinch his cheeks and all those other things kids hate but adults cannot resist doing to them. She may not have won best dressed, but her little dude might be my current favorite Hollywood offspring. When he and Harper Seven Beckham get married, it's going to rule.
