Black Tie Only

February 26, 2012 — 15 Comments

The year: 1998. The day: March 23. The event: The 70th Annual Academy Awards, the Oscars. Film’s biggest, longest, sparkliest night. I was maybe 12 years old, and only watched for one reason: In the vain hope my main man Leo would show, even though the Academy had committed a most-grievous crime in denying him a nomination. He was the king of the world for cryin’ out loud! And so dreamy! Rumour had it Leo would not be attending the ceremony, but I’d still get to hear Celine belt out Heart of the Ocean one more time.

It was honestly a magical moment – I didn’t really know why the camera panned to Jack Nicholson so many times, or what was wrong with that Joan Rivers lady, but I did see my parents laugh a whole lot at Billy Crystal’s opening monologue/montage, thus I, too, laughed a whole lot. Leo never showed, Titanic swept every category, and I bragged to anyone who would listen at school the next day that I stayed up for the whole darn thing.

Most people find them boring, silly, and just a little over the top. But every year, whether I’ve seen all or none of the nominated films, I carve a little time out of my night to buy into it all. In honour of film’s greatest night and Ryan Seacrest’s stupid face, I’ll be wearing my version of tuxedo for tonight’s festivities – complete with a bowtie.

The necklace was a pre-checkout buy at the Salvation Army, the clutch I can’t recall, my faithful CK blazer is also from the Sally Anne, but my favourite part of my “tuxedo” is the blouse. This blouse is Zara, 100% silk, and brand-spankin’ new. The tags were still attached, and some poor sucker spent $89.99 on theirs. I, on the other hand, spent $6.99 on mine. It may not be an Oscar, but that sure feels like a win.

PS – I’ll be live-tweeting as much as possible. Follow along for my picks on best dressed and whether salt n’ vinegar chips really are that much better than dill pickle.

15 responses to Black Tie Only

  1. 

    I am so excited for the Oscars tonight! It’s the only awards show I watch but oh my gosh I love it.

    Your little bow-tie necklace is too die for!

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  2. 

    Love this! Oh I wish that I had time to watch the Oscars, however I cannot, thanks to a paper that is due tomorrow. 😦 However, maybe next week is Spring Break, so Titanic sounds like a great movie to watch while sitting on my bum, relishing in the “I don’t have to study” moments! 🙂

    Enjoy!

    Laura
    http://lauraisthriftingthroughlife.blogspot.com/

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  3. 

    Super cute outfit.

    Ahh Leo…taking the hearts of girls and stomping on them every year. He is a dreamboat.

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  4. 

    Ha . . . do you remember in some teeny bopper mag there was a feature on two girls who protested the Oscars because Leo didn’t get a nod that year?

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  5. 

    I love your leggings! and i am with you on the leo snub. it took me some time to return to the oscars after that!

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  6. 

    I love your leggings too! Where they a thrift find? I MUST have a pair. Where, oh where, can I get me some?

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  7. 

    You look SPECTACULAR in that outfit, and I love your hair. Great pick on the shirt and the bow-tie. 😀

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  8. 
    Andrea (corrected) March 9, 2012 at 3:03 pm

    I swear, if we had known each other in 1998 we would have been friends. I can still see billy crystal laying on the couch (a la titanic) getting his portrait done by leo and just being SO EXCITED at the prospect of the oscars, it was my first year of actual emotional investment. I just felt the need to tell you I made an embarrassing little “squee” noise when I read your opening paragraph.

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