The Met Gala broadcast manages to be saccharine amidst so much luxury and glamour

Considered the most important fashion event after the Oscars red carpet, the Met Gala never disappoints.

He always gives in to those who delight in speaking badly of the dance promoted by the devil Anna Wintour, editor-in-chief of ‘Vogue America’.

Basically a parade of a few celebrities and countless semi-strangers desperate for fame. Able to pay the equivalent of BRL 250,000 for an invitation.

They hang out in front of the press battalion in hopes of even appearing in the background of some annoyed star’s photo.

When they spot TV reporters, they make that quick stop to be available. They exaggerate the look and makeup (fashion term, sorry) to attract attention at any cost.

Some succeed, due to bad taste. For those fleeing anonymity, anything goes to stand out among so many brands, tight skin and indecipherable facial expressions.

This year the real celebrities put on a show of style. The homage to the controversial German designer Karl Lagerfeld has generated moderation. Most got it right by betting on the classic.

Among the most elegant, Gisele Bündchen (in white, she looked like a retro-futurist bride), Lily James, Amanda Seyfried and Glenn Close.

In strapless black sunglasses and classic Ray-Ban sunglasses, Jessica Chastain just about outshone everyone else. From the men’s team, Rami Malek was almost minimalistic in a white shirt and vest and black pants.

Meanwhile, Lil Nas X has emerged with a slim body encrusted with glitter. He deserved the “fittest ass of the night” trophy.

Queen of breastfeeding, Doja Cat has honored her name and even Lagerfeld’s “daughter”, the Burmese cat Choupette, heir to her fortune. The facial prosthesis used by the rapper made her humanly feline.

The problem with the Met Gala is the pre-show performed by presenters and guests on the E! channel. Some are seated behind an opaque bench (a mortal sin for which so much was produced to be seen).

Others, hidden in a corner, sunk into a sofa. The comments are always perfunctory and the attempts at humor are just embarrassing.

The channel reporter, pressed against the railing of the stairs, was so dazzled that he could not ask the few who stopped to assist him with the less interesting questions.

Without appearing on the air, the friendly and agile Brazilian anchorwomen do their best to make the simultaneous translation interesting and improve the silly reviews about the clothes.

The New York studio lacks professionals who really understand the history of fashion and don’t just say the obvious shown by the images.

Written by ‘Baile de Peruas’, an ironic critique of the fashion world, designer André Lima used a fitting joke to describe E!’s Met Gala broadcast: “inherent vulgarity.”

Source: Terra