Emmy Awards Fug Carpet: Drew Barrymore

I feel bad for anyone who has the itch to design a dress in this basic vein:

I will give it to Drew: As much as I think flesh tones tend to wash out
fair ladies like her (and me), her skin looks utterly flawless and
porcelain. I’m not crazy about the hair and makeup — they’re a bit
flat — but my less-than-enthused reaction to this dress really isn’t her fault. See, unfortunately, anything flesh-toned with an elaborate skirt is doomed to be compared to Penelope Cruz’s Oscar dress, which is — to use the texting parlance the kids love these days — the OMG version of what Drew is wearing. The above is pretty, but it will always lose. Like, yeah, the Wakefield twins are super pretty, but poor, sweet, deaf ex-model Regina Morrow, who got her hearing back only to kick it after a broken heart drove her to experiment with cocaine? She was BEAUTIFUL. Ask anyone. So while there’s nothing wrong with being a Wakefield — I mean, you’re still ALIVE and everything, and you own an awful lot of mini-skirts — you never did make it onto the cover of Ingenue and you never were able to turn caddish Bruce Patman into a nice guy, so…