Can we please just talk about the Met Ball really quick? Okay fantastic. Although the Oscars are already the “Oscars of fashion”, the MET Ball is in its own way the “Oscars of all fashion events.” The past two summers that I’ve been out here I’ve been dying to witness the red carpet extravaganza but have always managed to either forget (I know I’m terrible), or I have been out of the city right as it’s happening. Finally though I have managed to get my head in the game and focus on what’s really important — stalking models and designers. So I grabbed my trusty sidekick, Kelly, and we headed to the MET to do what we do best. Pushed up against a stiff police line fence we held our ground ooing and awing (more like shrieking and squealing), as our favorites walked out of their cars, into the tent, and up the famous steps.
My goal of the evening was to spot Karl Lagerfeld — he is the number one person I desire to meet in this industry. But alas he was a no show for the evening. Gosh dang it Karl, what was so important that you had to miss out on letting me see you? I was however quite satisfied with seeing Ms. Karlie Kloss yet again; this time it was just less personal.
What’s kind of ironic is all of these industry greats are walking on the carpet yet they go unnoticed because the teens in the crowd are screaming for the Glee stars. Don’t get me wrong, I adore Glee — but definitely not as much as I adore Grace Coddington; people were really not in check with reality. I wish I could describe to you what it felt like to see my idols walking around and mingling in their couture best a mere thirty feet away. But I’m afraid if I did that I would just sound like I’m bragging — so I will just leave it to the pictures to show what it was like. All I know is next year I will be back to witness this again, and Karl you better be there.
Karlie Kloss arrived. Cue my reaction…
Model/designer stalking: SUCCESS
Have I mentioned Karlie yet? Yes, she’s right there. Looking toned as ever next to miniature Jason Wu.
Depressed that Uncle Karl did not show up…
And now my favorites of the evening,
Anja Rubik in Anthony Vaccarello, that hipbone/slit combination is so dreamy.
Florence Welch in Alexander McQueen, does anything else really have to be said?
Emma Stone with Alber Elbaz wearing the designer (Lanvin), so adorable yet so chic.
Carey Mulligan glimmering in a scaly little Prada number.
Karolina Kurkova in Rachel Zoe Collection, looking like a Hollywood starlet of years past; perhaps just taller, thinner, and tanner than most.
Diane Kruger in Prada, looking effortless — which never goes out of style in my opinion.
Although I have no idea how to pronounce her name, Bianca Brandolini d’Adda leaves me speechless in Dolce & Gabbana.
Gwyneth Paltrow looking like perfection as usual in this teeny tiny Prada dress.
And now for the looks I found questionable from the evening,
Kristen Stewart with Nicolas Ghesquiere wearing the designer (Balenciaga) — I’m sorry but those shoes are horrid, and everything else that goes with them.
Dakota Fanning we get it you’re cute and sweet in Louis Vuitton, try something new though; this is so predictable.
I’m sorry Coco Rocha, I love you and all but this is just not working.
Scarlett Johansson what happened to your hair? You look like a hot mess, even that Dolce & Gabbana dress cannot help you.
Hate to rag on models I love but Constance Jablonski you may or may not be wearing a drape a la Haider Ackermann.
Isabeli Fontana, your Emilio Pucci dress is confusing and I feel like it is trying to communicate with aliens.
Kate Upton, go home — you’re making this perfectly nice Michael Kors dress look bad.
Leighton Meester, usually you are darling in Marchesa, but this dress is not flattering for your figure or skin tone.
Hope you enjoyed my small little round up of last nights looks! Who did you like? Dislike?
All photos via Style.com