Let’s get right to it. Tina and Amy KILLED last night. They looked AMAZING (Stay tuned for Sage’s post about Globes fashion) and they were hysterical without every straying into mean Ricky Gervais territory. I just love them so much, you guys. Can they host ALL the awards shows together??
In fact, they were UNDERUSED in the second half of the show which prompted this tweet from Sage: “Can we get an APB on Amy and Tina?” Why DO Awards Show Hosts tend to vanish in the second half of the show? Is it a time thing? An “Oh crap we need to finish this show by 11 and there are SO MANY categories left” thing? Someone explain it to me please. But when Amy and Tina DID appear, it was amazing, from dressing up as fake nominees in categories to hanging with superstars during the Comedy Actress category. But come on, Tina. You could have hung with someone cooler than Jennifer Lopez.
Way back when we launched Head Over Feels, Sage made a post about picking a new ship for Amy, as news about her divorce had just broken. Well…sorry Louis C.K., but I have a new winner:
Make this happen, universe. COULD YOU IMAGINE??
Also, Clooney could eternally GET IT. To quote Sex and the City, “He’s like a Chanel Suit. He never goes out of style.” You want to feel old? That line was uttered TWELVE YEARS AGO. And Cloons has only gotten better with age. He’s number one in my common law top 5. The EYE CRINKLES. I cannot.
PS How is he STILL dating Stacy Kiebler?? I seriously thought that was a relationship purely for the red carpet last year.
Also Seth McFarlane, the gauntlet has been thrown down for your Oscar hosting gig. I have a feeling you won’t live up to Amy and Tina’s flawlessness. But good luck to you sir. (Ugh, seriously, I am NOT looking forward to him hosting. It’s going to be terrible.)
Highlights from the show:
– Jodie Freaking Foster, everyone. Her speech started loopy (We died over her yelling “I’m 50!!!” SNL style) then veered into a bit of “Fuck you” territory regarding her personal life and much speculated about sexuality and then closed in an incredibly touching retrospective on her career and where she goes from here. I loved the “But it will be my writing on the wall: Jodie Foster was Here” bit.