It’s VMAs baby! A night where all the cool kids of music can just be their crazy selves. Like Miley Cyrus who took to the stage with her tongue hanging out, looking like a psych-ward escapee while gyrating against Robin Thicke in her underwear. Billy Ray must be so proud. Then you have legends like Justin Timberlake who KILLED IT in a 20-minute medley of his hits, even performing with N’Sync. Totally tore it up. And so deserving of the Michael Jackson Video Vanguard Award. But enough of all that music talk. What about the fashion?
Rita Ora brought some drama to the RC with a show stopping Alex Vauthier feathered trained, plunging-neck, sequined number. An interesting choice for the VMAS – kind of like when the Oscars meet MTV. P.S. Loved her bob.
Taylor Swift totally owned it and was quite the glamazon in a sexy, figure-hugging Herve Leger midnight blue gown. Very partial to the smouldering navy, smokey eyes with the red pout and old Hollywood hair.
Jennifer Hudson wore what I was going to wear to the VMAs if my invite had ever turned up (must be the move). A gorgeous little Dior leather skirt and hounds-tooth bodice with hot jewels. Understated yet fitting for the occasion. Go girrl!
I am oh-so partial to a little leparrrd, and Katy Perry did look hot in this Emanuel Ungaro leopard print number. Howeves, I would have loved to see this dress in a longer style. But then, with those pins…
Miley Cyrus, who, as I mentioned did embarrass herself on stage by her unsexy, underwear-bearing, crotch-grabbing antics, did wear quite the cute Dolce & Gabbana ensemble on the RC. Not amazing; but not skanky. And for Miley, this should be noted. Still, a shame about the tongue. I guess she was just being Miley.
I nearly didn’t recognise Lady Ga Ga (probably because she wasn’t wearing a body-stocking, raw meat or a lobster on her head) who looked nearly “normal” in what can only be described, for her anyway, as a “simple” black Prabal Gurung gown. Beeuwdiful!