Spotted: Two of a Kind Glory!

The creative nature of New Year's leaves me speechless. While I, your very own "fashion-bleeds-my-name" Ms. Bolly Chili - yes yes, thank you very much - hide my inner chill under a custom made Atelier gossamer blanket and think couture, I take pains just for thee, dearies, for I can't let you all dwell in the miseries of fashion delusion. What I bring to you today is nothing short of a miracle - two New Years in one moment! It's the courtesy of our enchantresses (please respect my entendre) that you are being privileged to witness this sight.

The alluring Kate Hudson walked the 2013 Golden Globe Awards' red carpet in an embellished Alexander McQueen black crepe gown with a key hole for added drama, winter resistant sleeves and a personal train to trail behind. Am I complaining? Nope, because Victorian was the feel. How ethereally stunning she looked. I make a point to say that initially the open, slightly front-thrown blonde hair seemed to be hiding the sequence shop busy on the neck, but arise my artistic soul to defy it and I accept; that piece of styling makes the hair look like an extension of the exquisite embroidery itself. Hudson also wore some trinkets which were noticed as Jennifer Meyer jewelry, a gold Roger Vivier Boite de Nuit clutch and sky high black pumps. All non essential for who cared when Kate looked so beautiful? I did manage to sweep my eyes to her waist - the embellished leaf belt being a part of the original design was kept where it was most envied. The hour glass figure was put to excellence by that one piece of bondage and my heart bleeds with lust, erm, love for such perfection to exist. A whole year of air kisses for Kate for not going behemoth with the make-up. She looked too good to be true.

 

Almost a year later comes the day when I sat up, searched for my asthma pump and got ready for another performance of insane heavy breathing due to the news that Deepika Padukone wearing an Alexander McQueen for the red carpet of the 20th Annual Life OK Screen Awards. But what took my breath away was that she wore the same McQueen gown, a year later! Padukone wore this aesthetic piece of Victorian 'Cleopatra going England' attire with such profound soul of a miser that I was left flabbergasted. The floor length gown was inches above in the sky and the sleeves were ordered to be in attention for March past. The train was left some station behind but thanking God for small mercies, the key hole remained devoid of seeing a key. However, she left the crown of this dress, the belt, somewhere far away from the gown. Padukone took help of the golden Pentagon earrings from the house of Chic where they stood as Chandi Chowk's nightmare! Do get me started on her make-up because I have a lot to be indelicate about. It made her look sleep deprived and costume-ish. She would have gotten some points for the hairdo, but a flash of side profile and it seemed to bumpet high and left open from behind. Meenamma and Chennai Express anyone? If it was overlooking the maroon lips, that I can be diligent about but two different shades of red, on lips and on nails, will never get me say; there's always a next time.