Day two of Eurovision was a little more exciting although suits, casual hipster apocalypse and restraint were in the majority again. Some suits were a bit more sparkly; some acts dared the double denim; the alleged 'best dress of the night' was a slightly sculptural bandage dress in cream. On the plus side, the F.Y.R of Macedonia brought their babooshka, swathed in meters and meters of red fabric, which was exciting--like the embodiment of the Macedonian sun. Finland did a melange of manga and Vegas with lots of hot pink and a wedding dress. Greece had suits of a sort—kilted tuxedos (way cooler). But the finale was a tribute to how it should be done with Romania's entrant, a high-range male (not sure what his technical range was: contralto, soprano?) in a Phantom of the Opera-esque, heavily beaded dress. Ultimately, and because tomorrow will just be the winners of the last two nights playing again in their same outfits, I am going to have to call the best dressed person of Eurovision 2013 [drumroll], the hostess, Petra Mede (all her dresses are Gaultiers—that helps). And what can we learn. Maybe that despite it risking you looking like a drag queen, dressing uniquely rather than to please the 'buying' and 'ordinary' audience actually gives people something so much more to look forward to and enjoy. You dress for yourself in the end, but I wonder if this is really what happened this year. In other years it always looked like people were having more fun. Eurovision critic, out.
P.S.: I am having my biggest number of visits in a day today. May be to do with a referring site that I have just noticed in the list that apparently (I didn't try it, just Googled who they are) links back to a porn site. Oh, great. Knew yesterday's outfit was a bit risqué. Maybe it's the eyelashes. Mmmm, was that why my boy was looking at me funny?
Who wore it better?
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