There’s a lot going on in the world right now, a lot. How do I cope? I get excited about nonsense. I know this is a privilege only afforded to some, so I am thankful that today I am able to cast my cares to the side and revel in the beauty that is this year’s Met Gala Co-host: Robyn Rihanna Fenty.
Every year I look forward to the Met Gala, just for the fashions, honey. The fashions. Celebrities show up in their Sunday best and I am always here for it. For those who aren’t familiar:
The Met Gala, formally called the Costume Institute Gala and also known as the MetBall, is an annual fundraising gala for the benefit of the Metropolitan Museum of Art’s Costume Institute in New York City. It marks the grand opening of the Costume Institute’s annual fashion exhibit.
Every year there is a theme, and most celebs, manage to not actually follow it. They just “skroll” up in there and make it do what it do. Not Ms. Fenty, though. She always adheres to the theme and kills it every. single. year. This year, of course, is no exception to that rule.’
According to Vogue, this year’s theme is:
“Heavenly Bodies: Fashion and the Catholic Imagination.” Designed to create a dialogue between fashion and the masterworks of religious art in the museum’s holdings, the show will be presented in a trinity of locations: the Anna Wintour Costume Center, the medieval galleries at the Met’s Fifth Avenue location, and further uptown at the Cloisters. Central to the conversation will be the papal garb on loan from the Sistine Chapel sacristy, many of which have never been seen outside the Vatican, even in the 1983 Met blockbuster, “The Vatican Collections: The Papacy and Art.”
In other words, Rih Rih rolled up in there like, “I’m the Pope, Bih. And what?!
And what AGAIN:
And that’s it! She’s co-hosting the event with Anna Wintour, and there are, of course, plenty of other celebs in attendance, including this year’s it girl, Cardi B, but I only have eyes for Rihanna. Go on and google to the rest of the people there. But as far as I’m concerned they can all cut their check and go home. The Queen has arrived.
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