Stayed up all night with rapid mood swings between laughter and humiliation, much like many of the MET’s guests. As my inbox filled with drably depicted images of notables wardrobed in confusing get-ups that I’m not even sure they understood; I began to ponder not only the meaning of my fashion life, but the purpose of the MET Gala. My previous understanding included fashionable images of elegance, grace and imminent prestige. As my mind filled with the horror of the ensembles that graced the carpet, I considered this: Taylor Swift, may have some brain matter among a room full of idiots
In a J. Mendel black silk crepe gown with blace inserts, a black chiffon sunburst pleated back and silver-gold embroidered crystal neckline along with a J. Mendel black shiny grain mini-minaudiere with M-Lock, Taylor Swift stole the crown of bell of the MET Ball.
Last night, she polished up and dressed for the occasion. While sparing herself on any embarrassment from the onlookers and flashing lights, she cleverly upstaged Mr. & Mrs. West, who unfortunately adorned Calico Corner inspired pregnancy gloves that would make a florist blush in disgust. Guessing Taylor is finally feeling true vindication from Kanye’s rash rant circa 2009′s MTV Music Awards.
Moving on to another favorite, Carey Mulligan: her look was both demure and safe but worked well with minimal risk. She seemed to encompass the ‘idea’ of the evening without taking the theme too far.
Alexa Chung, who’s well known for styling herself, chose a dress from Erdem’s Autumn Winter 2013 collection. Interestingly enough, she was quite pulled together among the fashion chaos and random style selections by peers.
The “true” couture of the evening was worn by Amare Stoudemire’s fiance, Alexis Welch. In the recent indoctrine Giambattista Valli, she wowed the crowd while also carrying child.
It’s sad to say that the memories of the MET ball’s well dressed fashionable elite are of distant recollect. Hopefully next year, the powers-that-be will decide to refrain from theming the once elegant affair and allow notables to select ensembles that not only make sense, but flatter their personal style.
Here’s to forcing square pegs into round holes, with aspirations of hoping to never see this happen again.