6:15pm CST. The collective sigh as you made your appearance on red carpet at the Met Gala is the maddening reason behind this post. You are a star. Destined for greatness. Your humble spirit and immense talent speaks volume. The world has taken a seat in your audience, eagerly awaiting your next move. But let’s address the daring move you made last night, I get it, it was your JLo-in-the-Versace-at-the-Grammys-moment. You wanted to make a bold statement. After all, you have stunned and silenced us throughout this award season. Radiant in Ralph Lauren, Glorious in Gucci, Dazzling in Dior and Charming in Chanel. On Oscar night, I expected the mecca of dresses and though you looked graceful and elegant as always in Oscar de La Renta I must admit I was quite disappointed. This was your chance to showcase your true beauty and fashion sense (and your stylist). You didn’t flunk out but you failed to excite.
Last night you excited but you failed to ignite. The Met Gala red carpet wasn’t the place for the flapper inspired emerald green Prada gown and the Star Wars headpiece. Where was the architecture (structure)? Volume? Charles James inspiration? Red carpet fashion is about risk taking but the Prada was a poor choice for a beautiful starlet. Please, Lupita redeem yourself in only the way you can. By dazzling us once again and enrapturing us under your magical fashion spell.