It's Oscar day! The most importantest, most seriousest, botoxingly prestigiousest, self-appointedly momentous event of the year.
This afternoon - Sunday LA time - the women's fashions will be judged harshly, the men's orange skin and freshly dyed hairlines perused closely, copious body make-up smeared over tuxes accidentally and the glittering prizes awarded to the gushing few (most deserving and otherwise).
Sadly, my invitation to attend must have been lost in the mail (again) so I'll be spending the afternoon in front of SkyMovies and my laptop, hopefully with some hot tea and bickies on the side. Glamorous, I know.
I like the idea of the drinking game with themed cocktails (se cartoon to the right), but it may be a bit early for it...
And if you're wondering what people such as Razzie winner (what a class act for showing up to accept it), and likely Oscar winner for best actress, Sandra Bullock is up to before the ceremony begins, here's the likely scenario. Sort of like the high school dance only more expensive.
Meanwhile, I'll be glued to the broadcast reporting on the David and Goliath, ex-wife vs ex-husband, US soldier vs Na'vi battle royale.
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