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Are you going to watch the Oscars tomorrow? I'm very excited because it was the The Beau's idea for us to watch together. He may prefer obscure British folk groups to Beyonce but sometimes our pop culture tastes converge.

So classy!

Of course I am rooting for Colin Firth to win best actor for The King's Speech. If his self-deprecating Britishness were not charming enough, in a recent interview he declared how his wife is "the most beautiful woman in the world," and how he plans on being married to her the rest of his life. You get a million bonus points, sir. 

I'm also smitten with fourteen year-old Hailee Steinfeld. She held her own opposite Jeff Bridges in True Grit, and by all accounts appears to be a mature, cheerful, grounded fourteen year old. Check out this slideshow of her red carpet looks - ahhhh she's so cute and smiley! Her sense of style makes her look young and fun, but not skanky - I would hold that up as a role model for a preteen sister/daughter if I had one.

I think what fascinates me with awards shows is the public suspense and joy of winning - like many Olympics medals ceremonies in quick succession. I love the looks of surprise and breathless glee on the winner's faces. It's fun to imagine what I would say in that situation.Would I be funny and memorable or just blurt out trite thanks to God and a list of producers? The closest I'll ever get is my big thesis presentation when I graduate in May. I'll be gleefully clutching an imaginary diploma while I rattle off how much the experience meant to me, and how much I owe to my classmates and teachers.