little bitty girl

Stefan and I didn't have our regular Oscar competition this year. In fact, I barely got to see the ceremony hence the reason for my lack of my annual fashion report this year.

Although here are my two cents. Whoever is styling Jennifer Hudson needs to be shot! Her tatas were about to make an appearance and while I think every girl (big or little) is permitted to look sexy, rippling back fat is never sexy on ANYONE.

Anyway, Stefan and I realized that neither of us had barely seen any of the Oscar nominated movies this year, so we decided to catch up.

The first movie we watched was Michael Clayton. All I can say about it is "Meh!" I did not particularly find the story mind blowing or original. Maybe I am being completely crazy or overreaching here, but it really felt like I was watching another version of Syriana, even though it's not the same story at all. Maybe it was George Clooney's performance that made me feel that way. It always feels like he plays the same parts over and over again. Also, I am not sure whether Tilda Swinton's part really warranted an Oscar for her role. I mean she was great when she was on, but I felt she was barely on screen.

I didn't actually get to watch The Assassination of Jesse James By The Coward Robert Ford, even though it was my pick. I am having trouble catching up on lost sleep from the past couple of weeks so find myself nodding off at the most importune times.

This is what Stef had to say about the movie:

It was so boring!

They robbed a train which took all of four minutes.

And all they did after was ride their horses, visit one another in various houses and eat. Then ride more horses. And the guys looked the same.

That boy could not write a wikipedia entry for a movie if his life depended on it.