Met Musings

I was a little gobsmacked last week (or whatever week it was, they are all blurred at the moment) when Vogue Australia boldly announced that the Met Gala was the Oscars of fashion. And yet it was so YAWN-WORTHY.

The Oscar de la Renta offerings were pretty .... boring.

I'm no fashion industry expert, but the only exciting stuff emanating from the event was the gossip - Reese Witherspoon's drunken man-advice sneakily caught on film by Cara Delevigne (wasted on her surely, as she is a loved-up lesbian?) and of course the most tantalising story of all: what was Solange shouting and kicking about in the elevator and is Beyoncé & Jay-Z's royal relationship rock-solid or rocky?  Otherwise, the evening was a bit ho-hum.

It may have been that the theme for the event (something to do with white tie) was a tad constrictive, as opposed to last year's punk theme which was loads more fun in terms of sartorial adventurism.

My picks from the models were Arizona Muse looking very Southern Belle in red (convert to white and I think there's a wedding dress in that) and Karolina Kurkova killing structured ball gown (she couldn't possibly have driven to this event).

General celebrity glory went to Beyonce's veil (the rest I was bored by) and Victoria Beckham looking more Posh Spice in a 70s-style white gown than we've seen from her in a while. Anna Kendrick looked lovely in radiant simplicity, and model Toni Garrn wore sublime customised skyblue Topshop.

Best on field went to Blake Lively who is emerging from married-hibernation in truly sparkling form. More on her later.

To me, the Oscars of fashion is .. the Oscars. Closely followed by Cannes. (How convenient, because Cannes is on RIGHT NOW).

What were your thoughts on the Met Gala? Fabulous or forgettable?