Every awards season we hold our breath for the Oscars — an alleged juggernaut night of fashion and glitz and glam. And each year, we release that breath in the form of a disappointed, relenting sigh. The dresses and suits, apart from a select few like Colman Domingo, never quite give what they need to give, but at least this time we had a little treat to tide us over: the bags.
On the red carpet, we spotted a little fox-shaped handbag carried by Jessica Steele-Sanders, Hannah Stocking arrived with a crystal-encrusted martini satchel (the olives on this one looked delicious) and Charlotte Lawrence brought a petite Valentino cat-shaped purse which should actually belong to me. Some people think it’s gauche to be so cheeky and open about the things someone might love (kittens, brine), but I think it’s chic and hot. You just don’t get it!
In fact, remember that episode of Sex and the City where Big gets Carrie a rhinestone, Judith Leiber bag shaped like a sweet little bird? And she’s utterly disgusted by it? I knew in my heart of hearts that Carrie, as per usual, was wrong for that. What’s wrong with a little whimsy every now and then? What ever happened to throwing caution to the wind and bringing a smidge of “hehe” to a very serious, very highbrow event? My fellow accessory fashionistas, I urge you to stand up and salute the heroes who represented us tonight via their arm candy. Grab you J.W. Anderson pigeon purse, maybe your Puppets and Puppets cookie bag, and give them a squeeze. They’ve been fighting the good fight for so long and finally got their due respect.
At Least the Bags Had Fun at the Oscars
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