When I saw Lupita Nyong’o walk down the red carpet (early in the evening, long before I saw most other nominees), I knew it wouldn’t really matter what anyone else was wearing. I’d picked my favorite. Though many, many people looked gorgeous, Lupita carries herself with such grace and composure, and looked so stunning in her ice blue Prada gown, I’d seen all I needed to see. Of course, I kept watching, just to be sure, and because the Oscars are a fun night of television (usually, anyway).
I have not yet seen Twelve Years a Slave (though I have a plan to see it with a friend), but watching the way Ms. Nyong’o carried herself through awards season had me cheering for her by the time the Academy Awards rolled around. She made it through the seemingly endless gauntlet of events and awards shows looking stunning, but more importantly, acting so gracefully and graciously (whether she won or lost). I read, in fact, that director Steve McQueen knew that Lupita was the right actress to play the role of Patsey in Twelve Years a Slave because she carried herself so regally.
Lupita gave beautiful and moving acceptance speeches during her Oscar run (have you read this one? Just reading it will bring a tear to your eye.), and now I desperately want to be friends with her. I think she, Jennifer Lawrence, and I would have rollicking good times some Friday night. You’re welcome to join us. I think we’ll do each other’s nails, talk about men, flip through some magazines, and laugh hysterically (at Jennifer, mostly). They can give me some lessons in gracefulness (although I think I may have a slight advantage over Jennifer, who tends to fall at the drop of a hat, but who am I kidding? I’m sure I’d do no better if I had to conduct that much of my life in high heels.)
Anyway, the votes are in. I picked my favorite for best dressed. And imaginary best friends.
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