Glamour Shots

Last night was the first time in years that I devoted an entire evening to watching an award show. I quit watching the stuff back when Joan and Melissa came on the scene. I was too grossed out to be a part of that. Now that they're gone, I can watch again. PhillyTwo and I settled into our positions (on our respective couches) at 7 p.m. to watch the parade of celebrities walking the red carpet in the rain. I'm pretty sure I've never seen it rain for an award show parade before. I didn't feel sorry for the celebrities though. I felt sorry for those people who had to walk along holding umbrellas over the celebrities' heads. You know they didn't sign up for that. I'm sure it was thrown at them at the very last minute. "Oh, by the way, you won't just be escorting the stars; you'll be keeping them dry. I hope your arm muscles are up to the task."

Anyway, I'm not really sure who or what the Hollywood Foreign Press is, but I like the Golden Globes because it's not just movies, or just t.v. It's everything.

My favorite show, Mad Men, won for best drama again. If you weren't watching last night, you missed seeing January Jones's bad hair-decision and Christina Hendricks's enormous boobs.















I hope Sandra Bullock gets an order of protection against her hair-stylist to avoid any future catastrophes like the one that we witnessed last night. I'm pretty sure it didn't have anything to do with the weather, either. Good thing she won her Golden Globe so that the night wasn't a total disaster.

I thought Penelope Cruz was stunning.

And finally, I'm not really sure how I felt about Tea Leoni's get-up. She wore the mullet: business on top, party on the bottom.