Oh yes, I did: I love Padma, but this simply has too much going on, none of it good. And I have a particular aversion to tumor-like embellishment.


Sarah Silverman's Velasquez-worthy panniers are...incredibly unflattering. That's all I'll say.


Patricia Arquette usually makes her way into this category for something more spectacular; this was merely dowdy.


Adore Jessica Lange, adore the color, adore the old-school-glam concept: it's only the fit that gives me pause.


Jenna Fischer makes the mistake of taking style tips from Belle Watling.


I concede that Blake Lively's plunging gown was borderline: I think it's the Vegas-ready sequin detailing that put it over the edge.


There's only one word for the fabrication of Hope Davis' gown: "wizard."


I actually gasped at the frumpiness of the normally-chic Kyra Sedgwick's grotesquely mumsy drapery. It's as if a mother-in-law who hated her chose her outfit.


Nancy O'Dell lives down to her usual red carpet standard. And yes, I am still bitter that she got Austin kicked off.


Eva La Rue's crummy-looking gown's not even Vegas: it's Atlantic City.


Whatever Jessica Lowndes envisioned, I'm guessing it wasn't this shepherdess debacle.


I wonder who Victoria Rowell voted for? And I'm just going to say it: "man's face, enormous" is generally a bad idea for a gown pattern.

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It seems like every summer the mags declare that white jeans like Eva LaRue's are either "back" or a "summer classic" and that they're "surprisingly wearable." None of these things ever gives any indication of being remotely true.


It's kind of like Brenda Song was on some kind of game show, where she had to make an outfit from a thrift store in fifteen minutes. In which case this would maybe win a Huffy dirt bike or something.


Niecy Nash demonstrates the evolution of the bandage dress.


I have concerns about Shea Fisher's underpinnings.


I think what's bothering me about Kelli Garner's getup is the rose on the blouse echoed by the belt buckle - a lot of fussiness.


Okay, Debby Ryan is only 16, and clearly styled her own outfit, and the truth is, I'd rather a teen was somewhat...overzealous than all slick and sexy and adult.


Let's talk about strategically-placed panels of lace and crochet like Gena Lee Nolin's. Or, you know what? Let's not and say we did.


A few years ago, Ming-Na Wen's free-flowing frock would have been called "boho." On eBay it would be called "boho hippie retro vintage cool!!!" Her sandals, in any language, would be called "comfortable-looking."


Leslie Bibb looks great. Do not try this at home.


Chloe Grace Moretz is, unquestionably, Best-Dressed of the night! Bonus points for cheering me up on a Monday morning.


Jennifer Stone's oddly geometric shoe soles remind me of those elaborate stilt shoes Medieval ladies wore to avoid stepping in...anything.


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The Good:
Hey, no one said Selena Gomez didn't look cute, just that there were a weird number of pics of her. Is she still poised to be "the new Miley" or has Disney chilled out?
The grown woman in me thinks Leonor Varela's Grecian gown is kind of cheesy. The five-year-old in me thinks she looks like a beautiful princess.
Call me crazy, I think Dania Ramirez's over-the-top avian-Vegas confection works! Yes, the belt is problematic, but it seems to scream... Holly Golightly goes to a Dali exhibition.


The Bad:
Daniella Polanco could have searched far and wide and not found anything more unflattering than this lace tablecloth meets Molly Ringwald's prom 'dress' from Pretty in Pink.

Yolanda Perez looks like she's coated in molten bronze. And yes, it looks painful.
Eva La Rue is being slowly consumed by a giant ruffle. I think this could actually be darling without the hint of fussiness the jabot imparts.
The former lounge singer in me also likes Kate del Castillo's sequined second skin, but sanity prevails.
If one were to stack a number of muffin tin liners, the effect would be almost as unfortunate as Yvette Yates's skirt. Bold? Perhaps. But half of the virtue of courage is the possibility of failure, no?

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The Good:
At Givenchy, Natalia Vodianova looks perfectly put-together in a one-shoulder black dress and the hottest shoes we've seen in ages.
Charlotte Rampling, also at Givenchy, reminds us that when we grow up, we want to be middle-aged Englishwomen who pretend to be French.
Dita von Teese showed up at Jean-Paul Gauliter making plaid posh, not punk.


The Bad::
At Valentino, Blake Lively wears a gorgeous yellow coat. That looks about eight sizes too big. This is probably the worst we've ever seen Lively look.
Eva La Rue's sleeves probably needed a row of their own at the Valentino farewell show.
And if someone can tell us what that pink thing slung around Lucy Liu, also at Valentino is, we'll buy you a pony. (OK, actually we won't.)


The Ugly:
At Valentino, Uma Thurman breaks one of our iron-clad fashion rules: Just say no to lace turtlenecks.

[Images via INF and Bauer-Griffin.]