Jeff came home very late last night, being kept at work until midnight. We slept in this morning, and he worked at home today. It would have been nice to hang out with him, but he really was working, so I actually stayed downstairs and let him be productive. I applied to jobs, and completed registration for the math CSET (state-mandated testing is a real racket, let me tell ya).

I'm happy to report that the ladies over at Go Fug did not disappoint, although I really wish they had heaped scorn on Michelle Williams.
Seriously, everyone was talking about how she was so well-dressed, etc. Well, I guess her stylist played a cruel joke on her. "Oh, but you simply must get this bright yellow gown! Glowing primary colors are so now. *snicker snicker*" Unfortunately for Williams, this shade of yellow clashes with her pretty translucent skin; she'd have been better off with a lemony pastel. Red carpet commenters kept stating that she was going for a "thirties starlet look". However, it is worth noting that most 1930s starlets were photographed in black-and-white, so they could hypothetically get away with colors that looked horrible on them; Ms. Williams has not that luxury, living as she does in the age of instant full-color digital photography, posted on the internet, pretty much real-time. Furthermore, her makeup seemed unfinished: too much lipstick, too little of anything else. And her hair looked like it wanted to be done nicely and the bangs marcelled, but quickly wilted and gave up due to the heat emitted from the bright yellow dress. And as a final insult, she was (I think) wearing cool (silver color) accessories with a warm (saffron yellow color) dress.

Cheer up, Michelle. It could have been worse. You could have had Jennifer Lopez's stylist, who convinced her to show up at the Oscars in a dress the color of split pea soup.