I have loved you for positively ages. Um, like since the late 80's, early 90's when I was roommates with one of my best gay boyfriends, James, and he was, dare I say, obsessed, with Derek Jarman films. Which means I have known about you since then. You were in a whole slew of those Derek Jarman films, none of which I can recall the name of off the top of my head. But the first time I saw you, I was in awe. And then there was Orlando. Well, shoot. Not only did I get to watch you for 2 or so hours, but holy crap, what costumes!!! It was like I'd died and gone to heaven. Then you started being in movies over here. Movies made here I should say. Here being the US. I was happy for you, and loved seeing you branch out a bit. And now. James called me all excited about you winning the BAFTA, he told me that I simply MUST look it up on youtube and watch your speech. Which was wonderful, witty and lovely. But please don't ever wear that shade of goldy yellow again. Please. Pretty please. And then. You. Won. The. Oscar. With and even wittier speech. And again, you looked fabulous, but that dress was wretched. It did nothing for you. Do you need someone to take you shopping and give you fashion advice? I volunteer myself. Or perhaps you would like to use James, he lives over there now, he is gay, he would probably faint in utter shock at first, but he is quite handy for a girl to have around when shopping. Okay, I'll stop about the dresses. That's not really what it's about anyways. Did you even have any makeup on? It didn't look like it, yet you looked wonderful.
I can't even say how thrilled I am that my mostest favoritest actress ever is finally getting all the oodles of attention she deserves.
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BettyG...I can't believe you are chastising the woman who's fashion nose, knows!! Tilda could make dust on a table interesting and exciting...Betty, have you forgotten all of my yammering about the power of standing outside the blatantly drawn line and waving your freak flag. LOL! I love you to Pierre Hermes Chocolate bits, my love. Perhaps you could make amends to the uttery divine and cool Ms T by knitting her an amazingly cool cap (it gets a twee bit cold in Scotland) or sew her a wild and groovy dress for hanging out with her kids. Myself...I would just be pleased to sit down with the lady one day for tea and something explosively divine and chocolaty!! Many many kisses from your Gay-England-Husband
Dude, seriously, I didn't really like her in either outfit. What can I say? Though of the two, I like the black one at the Oscars better. I though the gold one at the BAFTA's kind of overwhelmed her. Which is weird, cause I think she is rather on the tall side, yes? And I thought the gold colour looked not the greatest with her wicked red hair.
Perhaps we can go for tea with her when I come to visit.....hee. :p
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