We’re keeping it classy for the Oscars this year.
Last night was our annual Pajama Glama Oscar Party where we watch gorgeous toned stars walk the red carpet while we eat cheese and chocolate and smear butter on things.
Heidi and I have been keeping this tradition since before we had kids, and now we incorporate the little ones in the evening for as long as their attention spans can last–which is usually through the red carpet and the opening musical act, and then first acceptance speech, they’re out. Our husbands laugh and roll their eyes, but we’re pretty sure they’re just jealous because they too are dying to walk the red tablecloth in cute pajamas.
The Academy Award for the evening goes to Clip-on Earrings, raising the “this is special” bar very very high.
Dash made a red carpet appearance, giving Benedict Cumberbatch a run for his money…
…tweeted some of his best picture picks from the show…
…and then pulled a Neil Patrick Harris and ditched his clothes to go wash cars with dad in the driveway.
The girls, on the other hand, enjoyed all the fancy.
Nella’s “OH MY GOD, HE WON!” face:
Favorite dresses of the night? Emma Stone, Reese Witherspoon and Margot Robbie.
I absolutely loved the unexpected Sound of Music performance from a natural and even more beautiful Lady Gaga as well as the soulful deliverance of “Glory”–and the standing ovation that followed.
Loved Patricia Arquette’s moment in her speech when she addressed equality for women: “To every woman who gave birth to every tax payer and citizen of this nation, we have fought for everybody else’s equal rights. It’s our time to have wage equality once and for all and equal rights for women in the United States of America”–and Meryl Streep’s “hell yeah” encouragement from the front row.
And JK Simmons’ adoration for family and what really matters in his acceptance speech: “Call your mom, call your dad. If you’re lucky to have a person alive on this planet, call them. Listen to them, talk to them, for as long as they want to talk to you.”
My favorite speech of the evening though was from Graham Moore for “The Imitation Game”: “So in this brief time here, what I want to use it to do is to say this: When I was 16 years old, I tried to kill myself because I felt weird and I felt different, and I felt like I did not belong. And now I’m standing here. So, I would like this moment to be for that kid out there who feels like she’s weird, or she’s different, or she feels like she doesn’t fit in anywhere. Yes, you do. I promise you do. Stay weird. Stay different.”
I enjoy the Oscars a little more each year–maybe because we have fun with it all, maybe because they’re actually getting better or maybe because, with more life, I appreciate more the role that art and movies and music plays in it. If you can see past the dresses and jewels, the hobnobbing and Hollywood bureaucracy, the Oscars deliver a collection of talented artists who are passionate about their work and believe in the power to make people feel deeply. I’ll stand behind anything that does that.
I’m glad we have movies.
And I’m glad we have the Oscars because with it comes our Pajama Glama and these sweet memories. I saw Boyhood–I get how fast this all flies by.