OH STYLIST WHERE ART THOU?

Lena Dunham in Giambattista Valli at the Emmy’s.

The Emmy’s took place two days ago in America. If you’re somebody in TV-land, you would have sent your stylist out to organise a Dress. Not a dress, no, a Dress. Perhaps even a DRESS. Preferably a floor length one, striking (red was the word this year and orange really is the new black thanks to Heidi Klum) and of course extremely glamourous.

If TV-prizes are being handed out, Lena Dunham is there. After all, she’s been nominated 8 times. Even though Lena is an underground Williamsburg kinda style girl, the red carpet brings out the princess in every woman. Even in Lena.

Red carpet dress codes are the most difficult. You need a few key ingredients style-wise to put forward a stunning look. An evening dress, a killer heel and a statement clutch, not much more is needed. Most actresses are blessed with a killer-body so can get by with minimal fashion-artillery, but if you’re, how do I say this nicely, smaller and rounder and perhaps not blessed with general good taste, that little red mat can be a tricky thing.

Lena probably thought that she had it down in her Giambattista Valli couture-dress that swished to the soles of her Louboutin’s, in a very on trend ombre-colour. A princess dress. That’s what it is. Yet it still went wrong. Where did it all go bad? Let’s begin with the blouse. Dear Lena, a little tip. Blouses and red carpets: no good match. Remember that. Then your new hairstyle, quite cute actually, but not a good look with this outfit. Then the dress. The dress does a lot, slimming down is not one of them. My dear Lena, you gave us Girls, you made us laugh, my oh my how you made us laugh, you taught us that you can look fine frisking around in nothing, even if you aren’t a Valli-size and you showed us how intelligence can get you much further than looks alone.

Who cares if this dress was a miscast. Next time just take a look at what your colleague Allison Williams is doing, because she understands.