I mean, it's PRETTY. Don't get me wrong. I just want to tweak it a little, which is -- frustratingly -- how I often feel about Prada. She'd worn so many American designers, and she was at Calvin Klein this year, that I would have bet money on them getting the nod.
All this being said, I could watch her be arranged for days. Something about this dress IS hypnotic.
And this dress is a PRIME twirler. I am all about twirling. I also keep thinking, from this angle, that her headband is actually sunglasses. Which, honestly, I kind of wish it had been. I love the idea of her showing up at the Oscars with sunglasses propped on the top of her head like a boss.
I am almost willing to forgive the fact that she kept clutching this to her chest -- presumably to prevent an awkward Oscar night nip slip -- because THIS is majestic.
This was basically my favorite thing that ever happened at the Oscars. Does Lupita even KNOW Liza? Because I think not. I think Liza just happened to be sitting there and thought, "I LOVE LUPITA! I shall wrap her in my loving embrace," and Lupita was like, "oh. Okay. This is happening! I just won an Oscar and Liza Minnelli is hugging me. Tonight is weird."
On the other hand, I find this weirdly GREAT and you KNOW how I feel about midriffs.
This is Stella McCartney, of course, and it makes my face hurt. Get your hands off Lupita, Stella! She is too good for your form-mangling jumpsuits! (Yes, she's almost pulling it off. THAT is some magic.)
And this is crazy, but I love it. I would have paid money for her to wear either this OR the grey number to the Independent Spirits. Why does no one ever ask me these things?