The Emmy Awards Red Carpet is a Sport
and Mandy Moore, Rachel Brosnahan and Jonathan Van Ness Are Winning:
By Reed Robertson //
Awards Season is my Christmas. That is literally going on my tombstone.
Award show red carpets are a sport — and in that sport, I am a marathoner. I’m that dork that starts sweating when a perfect lewk I love comes down the red carpet.
Red carpets just make me happy. It’s the greatest hits of your favorite celebrities, all in couture gowns and tuxedos. I mean, come on, very little does more for me than a princess tulle moment, you know?
And so, here I am, recapping all the feels from this year’s Emmy Awards red carpet.
It’s 4:47 pm (CST … The red carpet hasn’t even officially started yet. But when Queer Eye Fab Fiver Antoni Porowski posted his Balmain tux on Instagram … Well, we can all already go home.
Oh, and Jonathan Van Ness is my own personal Jesus. Go ahead, girl. You carry that little ascot evening clooootch from The Row.
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They did THAT! These gold carpet lewks are snatched from head to toe! 😍🏆🌟 #Emmys [📷 @televisionacad]
And sweet Jesus, Scarlett Johansson. It’s so gorgeous. It’s like, ‘Oh, hey y’all. No, I’m just here to support my boyfriend. This was in my cedar closet. Totally forgot I had it.’
I just had to call for a defibrillator. I’m still picking myself up off the floor for my girl Mandy Moore in custom Rodarte … That is my aesthetic. Like, ‘Hi! It me!’ We’re loving you like candy, Mandy!
I’d twirl, too, if I looked as good as Michelle Dockery.
OK, so. Tracee Ellis Ross in that Valentino couture. I need a Tums. It’s making my stomach hurt it’s so perfect. I would pay good American money to just be the seat filler for Tracee Ellis Ross‘ gown.
I just added ‘Nestle for a short nap in Jessica Biel’s peplum’ to my bucket list.
Emilia Clarke. (The Mother of Dragons, duh.) This is the best Hansel-and-Gretel-But-Make-it-Fashion moment I have ever seen.
I’m still questioning my sexuality over Rachel Brosnahan and her Oscar de la Renta gown.
New life goal: Master Judith Light’s red-carpet pose. She is giving angles in her Michael Kors, y’all.
If anything happens to my boyfriend… Please call Milo Ventimiglia.
Golf claps for Mary Steenburgen’s blunt bang. Queen!
Sweet mother of GAWD! Come thru, Felicity!
How did I miss Allison Janney coming through like a disco chanteuse?! Where is the albino pony she rode in on?!
Reed Robertson (aka @mrreedallen) is the women’s ready-to-wear specialist, but identifies spiritually with the title of Dance Captain, within the charmingly curated world of Forty Five Ten. A Certified level 6 IMDB App©️Power User, Robertson enjoys devouring pop culture, as well as dancing at inappropriate times, and cocktails at inappropriate hours. Robertson lives in Dallas with his partner TJ and his large collection of shoes.
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