In about a week Hollywood will give awards to a number of television programmes that have already received a bunch of awards in previous years, and our favourite stars get to wear a tonne of nighttime looks in the daytime.
So in order to kick off Emmy Week, here’s Gillian expressing not one, but two of her famous Fashion Rules (namely, sheer fabrics, and her predilection to not wear “supportive boob undergarments”).
Props for the tiny square handbag which I will assume, based on this and this, is made of satin.
Flowery Friday: the return of the orange halter top and Evian bottle combo.
A nonchalant voluminous plasticized high-volume look.
Right now the rain is pouring down outside, and in my heart.
It’s been a rough week.
It’s enough to make you want to pack up your troubles in your old satin handbag, bundle yourself in a big, cozy, deep eggplant velvet bathrobe and go to an awards show.
Gillian Anderson is the reason I first started listening to punk music.
The story of her dispute with the Fox network to receive equal pay as her costar, despite their reservations about her not being a "typical blonde bombshell"* and her sudden pregnancy, inspired me to always demand what I’m worth in my career.
Her award-winning performance in The House of Mirth quite literally scared me into getting a savings account.
She got married twice, has had three children with two different men, runs countless charities, spends time with her fans, and refuses to be pigeonholed. This, and her choice of roles (feminist, strong, complicated, sexy) as well as her commitment to philanthropic work and her family, makes me think that if we try hard enough, we really can have it all.
I forgot about her for nearly twenty years, and now that I’m all growns up I’m proud to say that she is the only celeb that has lived up to all my misguided, confused, flannel-and-daisy-print wearing rebellious expectations.
So here’s to my no 1. role model: thank you for Scully in 1994, thank you for Stella Gibson in 2014, and thank you for being a bright spark in a weird and fucked-up world.
But most of all, thanks for these amazing, ridiculous 90s fashion choices.
*Who’s laughing now, Fox?
to Gillian Anderson, the most velvety, most lacy, most racy lady in the whole damned world:
you crazy beautiful style icon
I hope you get a shiny mesh
basket backpack filled with all of the LACIEST VELVET MESH SWEATER HALTER TOPS.
Because it’s Friday, and because it’s in between both of their birthdays, and also because of these nicely coordinated black t-shirt and jean jacket, matching blue long-sleeved t and pants ensembles, here is a photograph of David and Gillian and some cake.
Considering it’s the Duchov’s birthday today, I was going to let him off the hook by showcasing a nice gentle day look like this collarless chambray shirt, 501s and black belt combo, above.
But, you should all know me better than that.
Green silk vest, dress blazer, leather pants, round sunglasses, hairs.
It’s been a minute, so here is another one of "Gillian Anderson’s Fashion Rules for Putting Clothes On Your Body in the 1990s (And Beyond)."
RULE NO. 4:
YOU CAN ALWAYS PACK A PUNCH IN A BACKPACK.
Additionally, you can pack a flask, or a can of silly string, or a change of mesh sweaters for easy day-to-night transitioning, or even another backpack.
"Baby got back (pack)."
It’s the weekend, folks.
As a special treat I’ve discovered that the most 90s pattern of all time comes in a dress format, and that David Duchovny is the only person on earth that is allowed to wear a tan 3/4 length suede buttoned jacket paired with grey khakis and a zip-front plaid shirt.
I can only assume that Ms. Anderson is this excited to meet the blonde person just off camera because she (or he) is a fellow member of the Oval Glasses, Button-up Tank Dress and Gamer Hat Alliance.