He’s a smug little bitch, but his game is music. And when he’s playing his game, he is almost infallible. Justin Timberlake’s rendition of Hallelujah with Matt Morris on Hope For Haiti Now was gorgeous. And a stark reminder: STOP ACTING. Please. It is not your gift. You have a gift. Full Story

I can’t remember loving to hating as swiftly as I have for Drew Barrymore. Because if you’ve been reading my site long enough, I adored her. So much. But something happened along the way to Grey Gardens. And now Drew has gone from goofy and endearing to eyestabbing f-cking annoying let-me-slap-the-fairy-dust-out-of-your-nose insufferable. Full Story

Both have the Guillaume Canet connection and they were seated at the Weinstein table. Awkward or no? There was a lot of white at the SAGs. I’m biased, I guess, but no one was better than my Marion Cotillard. The side swept hair, so chic, the short length was perfect, the feathers were sublime, and the way she sweetly applauded everyone so enthusiastically beside DDL in the front row, enchanting. Full Story

She looked good, y’all, she did. She looked immobilised in the face, sure, but compared to how she’s been lately, she did look good. With her hair loose and wavy, wearing a beautifully ornate Oscar de la Renta, Granny was almost fresh. Like fresh out the freezer. So much better ginger red than she is as a blonde. Full Story

This, as noted by my friend Sasha, is kinda figure skating styles. Also an Alexander McQueen. Fitting too because on Saturday night, the US Figure Skating Championships were decided. Christina Gao: there may be a new Michelle Kwan for me next year. If she develops according to plan, this girl will be a champion for a long, long time. Full Story

Her dress is an Alexander McQueen. Worn by someone like Kate Moss or Kristen Stewart, it’s totally f-cking badass. Because they would know to give it the right steeze. Like crunked out messy hair spilling everywhere, or pulled all the way back slick and tight, with layers and layers of black eyeliner and leather booties. Full Story

The Desperate Housewives have all but disappeared from awards shows. In their place – Lea Michele as the new Eva Longoria. There will be ruffles, there will be a train, and above all else, a naked ambition to be the star, the only star. Lea Michele is Rachel Berry. How utterly unoriginal. So Rachel Michele showed up in green Catherine Malandrino and a plunging neckline. Full Story

A Single Man + Mad Men = lady boners. What’s up Pitt and Pattinson, now THIS is a beard. Jon Hamm is the American sex. And Colin Firth, sigh, is the British elegance. We differ however on their ladies. I just... Jennifer WestFeldt...the camera whoring, unintentional or not, is making me crazy. Full Story

Meryl Streep in Balenciaga – love. Tina Fey in Ferragamo – not my favourite. It’s the shine, it gives lumps when there are no lumps. But who cares? These are CAPABLE women. Thinking women. Women who don’t stress about the aesthetic but who will still matter when the aesthetic is no more. Full Story

How did Kate Hudson manage to get up on stage twice? (We’ll discuss the Pippy connection later). This is how you know our girl is manslinging HARD. Because she wore a dress for a nominee. When Hilary Swank did it, she was the leading contender for Best Actress Oscar. And won. Ugh. Still, Swank’s selection merited her stature. Full Story

Relax. Old doesn’t have to pejorative. Old in this case is simply the opposite of “new”. Old in this case is also better than new. Because confronted with all these fresh, young faces, Helen Mirren stood stately and superior above them. That’s a sexy bitch, non? STUNNING. A cut above the ones coming now. Full Story