So here’s what you missed on Glee: Brittany has decreed that everyone shall have a rawr-ing good time at this year’s dinosaur-themed prom. The New Directions are slated to perform at the dance because why outsource the evening’s musical entertainment when you can get it in-house? Everyone’s running for prom queen or king and in a Fiance-of-the-Year move, Finn runs for prom king with his ex-girlfriend instead of being there for his distraught fiancee. The only one not running for high school royalty is Becky, even though she wants it super badly. And her alter-ego is British? Meh, fair enough; so is mine. In the midst of another angsty breakdown, Rachel co-hosts an anti-prom party with Blaine and Kurt that fails miserably. In the end, Becky is crowned the anti-prom queen, Rachel is crowned the legit-prom queen, and surprise! Looks like all the PT with Jar Jar Binks paid off because Quinn can now walk(ish).
Rachel’s Melodramatic Solo of the Week:
How Sue Sees It:
“Advertisers are manipulative alcoholics who use images to play on our emotions. Haven’t you seen Mad Men?”
Track Suit Sightings: 3
Song of the Week:
It was slim pickins this week, but it might have to go to “What Makes You Beautiful” because, let’s face it–who here can resist a good boy band?
Brittany Bon Mots:
“All hair gel has been banned from the prom. I’m actually not joking. Hair gel was not invented until 30 million years after the upper paleolithic stone age. And frankly, I don’t like the way you look.”
Did someone speak too soon?
It’s prom, aka: the Oscars of high school. And what have we learned after hours of E! Live from the Red Carpet or all that coverage from the Met Gala? No one cares what the boys are wearing, or who they’re wearing, or if they’ve got a proper bow tie or went rogue with a skinny tie. The only thing everyone cares about and wants to see is what the girls are wearing.
Enjoy the obligatory picture of Blaine in all his perfectly attired and immaculately coiffed glory. Just another day for Mr. Anderson.
But back to the girls.
I love, love this color on Santana and love even more that she matched her lipstick to her dress. The fit is glove-like and the combination of the sweetheart and one-shoulder necklines is on-trend. I also really love that she sang a Selena Gomez song.
You know what they say: “dress for the job you want, not the job you have.” Quinn looks like your Quinn-tessential prom queen with her lilac gown and its flowing skirts. The ruching on her bodice is just enough to keep the dress from falling flat and the diamante straps and waistband add the perfect amount of sparkle so as not to clash with her tiara. And talk about dressing for the job you want–who cares if you’re in a wheelchair? Bring on the sparkly open-toe pumps!
It’s obviously a bit unorthodox for a prom dress, but then again, it’s Brittany. Quite honestly, I wouldn’t have been surprised if she stayed in her Pebbles Flintstones get up. I’m absolutely in love with the seafoam tulle skirt and and the white tuxedo top (complete with a bow tie!). The color combination is so refreshing and the jaunty little top hat? Do I even have to say how much I love that?
It’s a rare occasion when Mercedes gets her bling right, but it looks like all those misses paid off because this one is a hit. She looks like a pretty little starburst! I’m not super digging the random strap zooming across her chest but the color looks great on her and I can’t imagine the last time I saw her with her hair up–she looks so elegant!
Okay, so I lied. Kurt’s prom look was just as good and yes, I always care about what he wears. I know some people might think he was a bit too cavalier with his formal wear, but let’s be serious. It’s high school. And you have to admit that his anti-prom deconstructed tux with the top hat is way fun. Plus, he has a boutonniere–that’s about as fancy as it really needs to get.
Well, she had to bust out the pilgrim collar–for old time’s sake, you know? I hope this is a last hurrah sort of situation but to be fair…at least the hideous collar is detachable via the hideous sheer cape.
This one was definitely a Monet for me. I liked the dress the instant I saw it, but I think it was the bright lime green that was attractive. Everything else…too much of a throwback for Rachel, with the little tennis or baseball polka dots and the random green ribbon around the waist. And sweet heavens, she brought back the white knee socks. Where were the knee socks when she was prancing about in miniskirts in the middle of February? And for Pete’s sake, she finished off the whole thing with some sort of ecru/beige/nude ballet flat situation. But don’t worry, I’ve spared you all the pictures.
At least she had the sense to forgo all that nonsense before prom because I don’t know that Quinn and Santana would have enjoyed forfeiting the crown to someone resembling an overgrown second grader. And well, if she did, they could have always consoled themselves over Puck’s spiked punch.