When I was five years old, I remember watching the opening of the Oscars with my mother and crying as I watched celebrities walk in on the red carpet. Why would any child cry watching the Oscars? For me, the reason was simple: I wanted to be there so badly that I burst into tears.
My system works, as long as people let me do my job my way. It is not just the sequence, it is how you do it: the timing, the mirrors, the temperature, the carpet. But if people only do it 99% right, it is 100% wrong. When someone tries to mess with it, the people won’t get the yoga benefits.
I have always been a fan of Alex Perry’s work. His gowns are so beautiful, elegant, and always uniquely crafted to the woman wearing them on the red carpet. They are a true piece of art-meets-couture.
I feel like I’m playing more of a role walking down the red carpet than when I’m playing an ordinary woman covered in sweat.
A sure way to claim a bit of cool in Hollywood – if you’re an actress, at least – is to announce you don’t have a stylist. Some of the most consistently elegant, inimitable women on the red carpet, like Marion Cotillard, Blake Lively, and Diane Kruger, say they go at it alone.
Whenever I go on the red carpet and I’m a bit nervous, I just say to myself the mantra, ‘Come on Barbara, you gotta get those pictures posted on Instagram!’ That’s all I have in my mind, like, ‘Look serious now, maybe give a little smile, but a cheeky one,’ but in the end, it’s never how it looks.
I’m not a great socialiser. Nor am I a red carpet person.
Very often, actors have to face being rejected time and again, and we must remember that the red carpet lasts just a minute.
For me, people see me working with my celebrity clients, but it’s important to show people how they can make their lives their own red carpet every day.
I lean into all things that are a little off. I will always wear overalls. At this point, I find a way in most of my life to wear a jumpsuit or an overall, anything that’s sort of like an all-in-one situation. I do that on the red carpet a lot.
I’m tired of the industry, tired of playing the whole game – the dressing up, the red carpet. I hate talking about myself.
I mean, I cried on my first red carpet. I literally walked off and cried because there were so many people and they were all taking pictures and I just felt overwhelmed because I’m a feeler and I’m sensitive.
I’m old enough to know that a red carpet’s just a rug, and I’ve been able to enjoy the pageantry without letting it go to my head.
I have to wear Eloquii to red carpet events where my friends are wearing custom Versace.
When I was a kid, I was fat, and I was teased mercilessly. But once I grew up and got out of my unhealthy relationship with food, for the most part I’ve had a very healthy view. If I ever find myself getting worried about how I’ll look on the red carpet, I’ll take a step back and look at what’s really going on inside.
That red carpet has to be felt to be believed.
Bling is over. Red carpet covered with rhinestones is out. I call it ‘the new modesty.’
Some of the ‘worst’ red carpet looks of all time, it turns out, were really just ahead of their time.
What would we be without the fans? They’re more important than me, because they make our sport great; they make things happen. We put on the show, but if people don’t react to it, we are nothing. So, the fans, basically we should roll out the red carpet for them.
Even though I love fashion and the red carpet dresses are a great, fun, glorious thing, I don’t really have my finger on the pulse, as Phryne Fisher does, of the fashion industry.
‘Mulk’ is a film that needed to be made. We can no longer sweep the isolation of the Indian Muslim under the carpet.
As soon as I walk down that sticky six-mile patterned carpet that welcomes you at Heathrow, I buy the Sunday papers and read the fashion supplements cover to cover. Even though hardly a single word in them seems directed at any male who ever lived, I find them compulsive reading.
I get accused of having a haughty smugness. I have a lopsided mouth. I can’t help it. I was born with it. It looks as if I am smirking. I have had my publicist tell me, ‘Don’t do that smile on the red carpet.’ I’m, like, ‘That’s my smile.’
A lot of people didn’t realize that with the carpet being pulled out from under me in such a short time frame I got to such a bad place.
I’ve been having this really weird anxiety dream about arriving too late or too early, and the people in charge are like, ‘You have to leave! You have to go back to the hotel and get ready!’ And I use the wrong exit, and I’m running down the red carpet in pyjamas, like, ‘No! Don’t look at me!’
I love dressing up and doing the red carpet every once in a while, but I am very much a jeans kinda girl, so it’s all a little embarrassing for me.
Watching a child first learn to crawl on a carpet somehow has more significance to you as you get a little older. Perhaps it is that you have suffered more.
My experience with music, I’m not going to say extremely negative, but it’s definitely been a grind; it’s been grimy – it hasn’t been a pretty process. It’s left me crying, you know, on the carpet in my tiny apartment with, like, no money. But it’s been worth it, it’s my passion, my dream, it’s what I love to do.
I really like the risk takers. I like people who make those different choices on the carpet. I really like Charlize Theron. I think she’s elegant and edgy as well. I love Zoe Saldana.
To me a lush carpet of pine needles or spongy grass is more welcome than the most luxurious Persian rug.
I want my clothes to have a life and then end up in a secondhand store, where some cool girl discovers them 20 years later. If the runway or red carpet is the only life clothes have, it’s sad.
I’m insecure about things. I’m not afraid to say it, though. Even when my publicist is like, ‘Go on the red carpet,’ I don’t wanna go.
For the red carpet, I’m totally a stiletto girl. But in the rest of my life, I’d say I’m 50/50. I love a good heel, but I also have a really great sneaker collection. That’s the Bronx girl in me.
There is definitely a comeback of the idea of dressing well every day. Nowadays, suits can be worn for many occasions – to work or to school, to a dinner party or red carpet event.
Turning the heat up on the red carpet while still looking like a lady isn’t as easy as it sounds. Too much va-va-voom, and a girl can look like she just stepped out of ‘Jersey Shore.’ Too little, and she’ll look like a sister wife.
Imagination is the true magic carpet.
When I first started going on the red carpet, I wore a lot of Armani, but I didn’t really have my own style apart from that. I think I was just lazy.
I’ll definitely wear orange on the red carpet!
My collections are full of adaptable pieces: within the energetic lifestyle of L.A., they are able to take you from the beach in Malibu to the red carpet in Hollywood.
I remember as a kid, my mom had to trade canned food to buy my brother and me chocolate because we were living in Serbia at the time, and there were sanctions. If I catch myself complaining about going to a red carpet event, I say, ‘Shut up.’
It is important for me to feel like myself on a red carpet – not the way somebody else thinks I should look.
If I wear a dress that I bought from a street vendor in Bali on a red carpet, it’s a way of bringing my travels with me.
There’s this image of us on the red carpet, being really fancy, and then there’s the reality.
I have a life that I enjoy; I try and value the things that I think are worth valuing and everything else is icing. You know, it is a kick to go down the red carpet in that dress and then you go back home.
I do my own makeup for events and red carpet stuff.
I feel like my style is very much androgynous. It’s rock, chic, like casual wear, but then on the flip side to that, being that it’s so androgynous, it’ll either be skinny jeans and a leather jacket, or if I’m doing a red carpet or event, I’ll completely flip that and be wearing a suit or a dress.
As a designer, you are flattered to see anyone in one of your designs, whether it’s on a red carpet or passing by you in the market. It’s this wonderful little high every time.
The Ivory Coast had been begging for ages. The country and the fans love me already, and I haven’t even done anything. I may not get the red carpet – it may not have the same Nike deals as when you play for England – but I’m going to be playing, I’m going to be loved, and that’s all I want. Nothing else.
I wanted to go on the red carpet with a baseball cap, t-shirt, and jeans. And I still do. Because that’s really who I am.
The man who invented the red carpet needed his head examined.
When I’m on the red carpet, most people say, ‘Who the hell is that?’ It’s downright embarrassing.
I started taking my fiance, Justin, to some red carpet events I would go to, and a bowtie is often something that was required. We came across a lot of stylish bowties. We liked playing dress up for these events and we thought it would be fun to start a line, but it was never a reality until recently.
My dream customer is every celebrity that’s on the red carpet, everybody at the Met Gala, and on top of that, just everybody and anybody. I would dress everybody.
Hollywood always represents this big dream and fairy tale in people’s minds, but to me, it’s just hard work. Of course, we play fairy tale on the red carpet. It’s all Cinderella. But when the clock strikes midnight, I turn into a gray mouse and I go home, and I take my dress off and it’s over. That’s Hollywood.
