Lately -- maybe the past decade -- the duds women wear to the Oscar ceremonies have been uniformly awful. They range from wholly unwearable to got-it-at-the-Dollar-Store even though they come from some of the "best" designers.
This year only one dress passes muster and it is, damn it, a knock-out! Instead of looking like a 1950's doll-baby, a Barbie to the Great American Ken, it is a woman's dress. It liberates the body rather than deftly hiding or coyly "enhancing" a woman who's cringeing inside. Instead of being a teenager's dream plastered on a woman's body, this one says "woman" with a capital "W."
