A friend, that was passing through town, messaged me yesterday evening asking if I wanted to grab an adult beverage with him. I had just left my workout class, was a sweaty hungry mess, so I suggested that he meet me at the Beverly Hilton because it's close to home, there is usually no one there, and therefore I wouldn't mind rollin' up looking and smelling like nine miles of bad road.
As I pranced my dirty arse inside, I noticed a bunch of fancy people standing around so I inquired as to WHY they were so fancy. Turns out it was the Costume Design Guild Awards. While escorting myself to the loo, I got sidetracked by a pretty young lady wearing a gorgeous yellow gown that I had to stop and comment on. Upon emerging from the loo, I stopped to chat with a beautiful woman, known as Amber Valletta, that was wearing a bright coral (as in not quite orange, but not as settle as coral) dress and these SICK shoes that she informed me were Louis Vuitton. We cracked a joke about if you REALLY want to see well dressed people, screw the Oscars, go to the Costume Design awards.
What I noticed about this event was how mellow, humble, and non pretentious the vibe seemed to be. There was no red carpet and flashing light bulbs. There weren't a bunch of rich people wearing expensive designer clothes that were on loan. I didn't get looked at in disgust as I complimented the beautiful people (while I looked like I just got released from prison). What there was, were a bunch of normal people who had put their own money and thought into dressing in something that was reflective of their persoanality and style. It was very refreshing for Hollywood and I have a new appeciation for the peeps associated with the CDG. Hopefully this blog post will earn me an invite to the event next year. Hah!
-Paige
PS Dear Amber Valletta: Call me to discuss how much you love Wardrobe Wire.
