People who care about fashion — and even plenty of those who don’t — usually tune in early to the awards shows to catch the red-carpet pregame, a scary ritual historically hosted by puppets. Celebrities may think they can scurry past the likes of Carson Daly and Natalie Morales as they make a mad dash for the rubber chicken, but they’re fooling themselves: These overdressed, glassy-eyed semi-personalities have an important job to do, which is to corner said celebrities and assault them with the pressing questions of the day, which consist chiefly of “How are you feeling tonight?” and “Who are you wearing?” But last night’s Golden Globe Arrival Special — even the name sounds molded out of plastic — was different. Daly and Morales did everything expected of them: They flapped their mouths and sounds came out. But who was that third mysterious creature, a brunette minx in a messy, slept-in bun and a simple red chiffon dress with a bow neck that caused one Twitter user to exclaim, somewhat ungrammatically but nevertheless enthusiastically, “My sex is on fire in her grandma dress”?
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