The Golden Globe awards were on last night, the show which honors not only television but movie shows, their actors and actresses. I had a vested interest in the outcome for the “Into the Woods” cast–not ONE award–shock!
Of course, the real reason I watched was for the fashions–who was wearing what. Katherine Heigl’s gown was the loveliest, IMHO. The color, the cut, the train….wow.
Aside from the fashions and mostly amusing banter from the co-hosts, the real gems of the evening were the very precious thank you speeches from those who totally did not expect to win.
Amy Adams said she forgot to apply lip gloss before coming on stage, Michael Keaton who honored his best friend–his son, and Patricia Arquette, who acknowledged her mom.
People always thank their mom. God also gets a few nods.
All those heartfelt speeches had me practicing my own speech in my head between commercials. I’d wander into the kitchen for a glass of water and envision myself on stage in a lovely gown–something by Caroline Herrera, royal blue, stunning (and of course I’d be thin. And young.)
You know you’ve imagined the same, dressed in a gown OR a tux.
But my friends, this is no imaginary life we live. Someday we will be saying our thank yous in front of a large audience with one Very Important Person front and center.
There will be crowds.
There will be music.
Our vestments will shine.
But what will we say?
I know where I’d start. My award would be for writing. Something.
(Trust me, I have pictures–it’s a gorgeous dress. It wouldn’t fit me, but it’s gorgeous.)
Jennifer for Tell His Story and Kelli at Unforced Rhythms.
*My sister Laurie took this photo of the beach in Cardiff, CA