The best and worst of the A-list: Kate Winslet in Elie Saab and Gwyneth Paltrow in Pucci. Gwyneth’s face looks better than it has in a while, but the dress is confusing and wrong. A transparent midriff, really G?
Another disappointing turn for Katie Holmes in Calvin Klein Collection. Bad fit, uninspired color, and boring shoes combined to create another dud for Mrs. Cruise. 
Evan Rachel Wood provided a refreshing relief from the onslaught of red in an immaculately tailored Elie Saab.
Hate to say Christina Hendricks looked unnecessarily big in an embellished Johanna Johnson gown. The open toe and low heeled shoe makes her legs appear chunky. A darker tressed Elisabeth Moss stayed in the same color family as her co-star in a pinky-nudish Marchesa adorned with shimmering vines. Damn, I miss Mad Men.
Let’s get the Glee bitches out of the way: self-important Lea Michele vamping for the flashbulbs in Marchesa, Jenna Ushkowitz in an architectural Ghadah Paris, and Diana Agron in Roskanda Ilinic. 
Naya Rivera’s chic, black, subtly-detailed gown made Heather Morris‘ selection look fussy by comparison. 
Colfer proves that photographically satin betrays both genders. Darren Criss showed up his more well-known cast mate in a slender suit by John Varvatos. 
Of the hostesses, Cat Deeley didn’t embarrass herself or wow in Monique L’Huillier. I question the clutch choice with this particular gown. 
Even with ample style resources, Padma Lakshmi in Armani Privé and Heidi Klum in Christian Siriano reinforce the notion that most models can’t dress themselves worth a shit. 
You would think that the Fashion Police might dress a skosh more fashionably, right? Giuliana wore a crimson Cavalli which got lost in the sea of red gowns. Kelly Osbourne did a bit better in plum J. Mendel. However, for someone who regularly critiques others for failing to make fashion forward choices, this safe dress felt more Lea Michele than Kelly Osbourne. Though let’s face it, none of these third tier hangers-on get first pick of the best gowns. 
Prettier than most ladies, how about a little Mario Lopez palette cleanser? Werk those dimples son. 
Joel McHale also looked dapper and fresh in his icy tux coat. 
Not much better than that dreadful Wonder Woman costume, Adrianne Palicki arrived in anti-photogenic satin. Super likable Connie Britton looked lovely in a deeper shade of the night’s most favored hue. For a woman her age, the face and body are damn aspirational and underrated. 
Minka’s old lady Christian Dior underscored the impact of Galliano’s departure on the house. This gown isn’t going to give Jeter any regrets. 
Usually Claire does Narciso or Calvin Klein; instead she went in a different direction with this flashy Oscar de la Renta gown. The perennially overrated Emily Blunt donned Elie Saab. Elie Saab provided many of the evening’s strongest looks, but this wasn’t one of them. Why does she always have that just-ate-a-canary mug on her face?
Julie Bowen did de la Renta this year and kept the accessories minimal. Sofia Vergara rocked Wang (Vera not Alexander, obviously). Don’t match the lipstick to the dress please.
For comics, Kristen Wiig impressed in ombre Zac Posen, and Amy Poehler rocked Peter Som. Her dress was featured right here on Demeter Clarc in the best of blue for Fall 2011 RTW.
Pint-sized Nina Dobrev was swallowed whole by bloodshot Donna Karan. Hate the necklace too. Margulies‘ unseasonable white Armani Privé evoked Styrofoam cup. 
Let’s finish strong and severe with Game of Thrones actress Lena Headey in Alessandra Rich. A different bag and belt could have catapulted her from an eight to a ten. The fantastic Christine Baranski served a seasonally appropriate dark blue Zac Posen and outshone many attendees half her age. 
First, nobody cares about Sarah Palin, and we care even less about Levi Johnston. Obama won, the joke’s over.
Second, for a woman who claims to call people on their shit, she denies (allegedly) fucking her “tour manager” Tom Vize. Just admit it Kathy, everyone knows, and your disingenuousness undermines the credibility of your act. 
Kathy’s really gotten her body in shape and she looks great, but do we need to see her in a bikini every chance she gets? I’m tired of two-piece narcissist Kathy. We like our Kathy talking shit, not posing poolside.
As many of you know, ratings for the D-List have taken a hit this year, maybe that’s because she’s catering to the Sunset Daze set. Yes, her Mom is funny, but the D-List has taken on a decidedly mothball stank. 
If Kathy thinks Paris Hilton attracts the youngsters, maybe someone should inform her Paris Hilton hasn’t been relevant for at least five years (if ever). 
Kathy, never shy about self-promotion, campaigned for some major awards. She managed to snag two Emmys and a couple of Grammy nominations. This A-list adulation stands in sharp contrast to the original concept of her show – which was to document the struggles and humiliations of a mid-level comic. D-Listers don’t have Emmys on the mantle. 