This is Elie Saab. So it’s not like you’ve never seen it before. There’s a thigh slit and the dusty rose is gorgeous against her skin and she’s gorgeous all over anyway because she’s Halle Berry and it’s never really a loss when it’s Halle Berry but I’m not punching myself in the face over the shoes and, to be honest, I could do without that tacky jewel in the middle of the belt and still, that’s kind of like saying you went to heaven and the marshmallows were too sweet so I’ll just shut up now and let you admire this but not before I leave you with one question:
If Julia Roberts had wanted to present the final award of the night instead of hanging out with the men of Best Actor, where would they have put Halle Berry?
