Awards season is here, which means more traffic for Angelenos and more reasons to drink on a Sunday. For the first time in the history of the Oscars the host was nixed and it honestly didn't make much of a difference. Aside from the awkward red carpet banter, painfully long (and at times cringeworthy) acceptance speeches, and the award categories that frankly no one cares about, there was what I'd consider the most highly anticipated: best and worst dressed. I tried to think of a term other than "worst dressed" but it's the brutal truth, so it is what it is.
BEST
WORST
(Images via People & Just Jared)
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