[Ed. note: We're thrilled that up-and-coming designer -- and the latest 'Project Runway' winner -- Jeffrey Sebelia has agreed to guest blog for us about awards-season fashion. In his inaugural post, Jeffrey relates his first-hand experiences of Golden Globes night, with Heidi Klum (natch!) and hubby Seal, and his take on the fashion statements of the evening. If you follow 'Runway,' you won't be surprised to discover that Jeffrey wasn't impressed ... but let him tell you himself. And please welcome him to the world of blogging. -AA]
Two weeks ago I was asked to make a tuxedo suit for Seal to wear to the Golden Globes, and as excited as I was it was a little bit of a freak out. The man was nominated for an award, and wanted to represent me while he was there. What an honor. So I set to designing this beautiful suit, and really began to try and picture what the whole event would look like. What would be the trends for this season? Who was going to stand out, and what possibly was going to influence fashion? Was it going to be something like J-Lo's rear end? Was some starlet going to wear a completely backless number letting us all think that maybe we could get away with the same thing? Were we going to see pailletes, sparkles, diamonds, glitz, money, fabulousness and dreams? And was I going to help Seal stand out and be classic, push the envelope a little, and still feel comfortable in this fish-bowl environment? The most important thing I realized for each of the stars was this ... know yourself, and know yourself well. Know what doesn't look good on you and DON'T WEAR THAT THING!
An hour before the show I was at Seal (and Heidi's ) house along with a whole group of friends and co-workers ... hair stylist, assistant, nanny, the whole thing; and at one point Heidi addressed the room and said something that I know was being echoed all through Hollywood that day. She said "the last thing we want is to end up on anyone's worst dressed list ... or to end up on When bad things happen to good people" Hear, hear!!!!! And that sparked off a conversation about who might end up in that category tonite, and what that might look like. Was it going to be someone's ass just hanging all out of their dress, or was it going to be an otherwise austere leading man donning a clown-like suit for want of being a little too independent.