Probably because someone forgot to make her annual offering of burnt Rolodex cards this year, the calendar gods chose the *worst* possible date for the Emmys: The Sunday after New York Fashion Week. But what is sucky scheduling for us could mean red-carpet magic for them if, say, a Delpozo finale gown makes it to Hollywood on time. Here, we celebrate the best in television—and their best dresses—over the years.More
One instance where a Super in attendance at an unrelated awards show makes perfect, perfect sense—if the Emmys needed any more eyeballs in 1992, they were all trained on this Parisian bustier number.
Peak '90s in the form of a spaghetti strap dress and super thin stilettos.