Today, I was planning to write a post about how to throw the PERFECT Awards Show Viewing Party. I LOVE awards season. Nevermind that I usually haven't seen half of the movies nominated (I have no excuse, through SAG we can watch them for free from the comfort of our own home. I just usually would rather binge-watch "Million Dollar Listing" or read a book.) But it's not about the actual awards. For me, it's about the culture of awards show viewing. I love to follow the stars getting ready on Instagram and get glam myself, only at the end, they put on gowns and I put on sweatpants. It's about cooking for days on some fun theme, coming up with a decadent champagne cocktail and curling up on the sofa with girlfriends starting at 2pm to watch the pre-pre-red carpet specials, which are about absolutely nothing but so fun to pregame to. I love to see the dresses and the hairstyles, and hear the awkward red carpet interviews, and try to figure out what the host said that was bleeped out, and gossip with my friends like we're all in junior high with these celebs. (For real, though, we all want to be in Amy Schumer and Jennifer Lawrence's clique.) In junior high, I actually had an Oscar-themed birthday party, and my mom set up a red carpet for us to be photographed on in our Jessica McClintock prom dresses. Awards shows are my Super Bowl. But yesterday, nothing went according to plan.View Article
