People's Choice Awards Fug Carpet: Chandra Wilson

Chandra Wilson looked fantastic at the Emmys -- a goddess in red, showing the carpet how it's done. And it's impossible not to have a girl-crush on her tough-but-tender Miranda Bailey on Grey's Anatomy, a character whose one-line description could be stereotypical but who is in fact rich and textured and funny thanks to Wilson. And sure, that's gushy, but I can't help it. I think she's fantastic on the show, and sometimes I am not cold and dead inside. Sometimes.

But -- and there is always a but, isn't there? -- I was a tiny bit disappointed to see her People's Choice Awards ensemble.

I'll give her the color, as it's a lot like what my bridesmaids wore, and they all looked smoking hot. But the trouble with wearing what are essentially satin cocktail pajamas is that they tend to look like you put them on, poured a glass of wine, ended all pretense and grabbed the bottle, crawled into bed to watch a guilty pleasure on the TiVo -- like 30-Minute Meals or Men In Trees or Everwood reruns on the Family Channel (because we all need our Bright Abbott fix) or, God help us all, the Rent movie, which some of us might hate with the white-hot fire of 1,000 suns and yet somehow be completely unable to avoid watching when it shows up on a movie channel -- and then fell asleep and didn't crawl out of bed until noon the next day.

It's like your mother always told you: There's a reason "a satin" anagrams to "I, Satan." Remember it.