Demi Moore made a striking appearance after a 5-year hiatus at the 2024 Met Gala. The 61-year-old star graced the event in a stunning gown made of wallpaper that took over 11,000 hours to get ready! Additionally, Demi wore 10 carats of never-seen-before jewelry.
Moore chose a black dress adorned with a pink and white floral pattern and an eye-catching spiked, heart-shaped feature. Her look was completed with sparkling diamond pieces from Cartier. The actress’s hair was styled sleekly, and her makeup was kept subtle, done by Charlotte Tilbury, ensuring all eyes were on her outfit.
In a conversation with Ashley Graham, Moore revealed that her gown was surprisingly light, saying it made her “want to rumba.” The designer, Harris Reed, explained that the gown’s material was actually repurposed wallpaper, inspired by a Cartier necklace Moore wore.
The dress, featuring 11,000 hours of silk embroidery, represented the concept of Moore blossoming on the red carpet. Reed aimed to complement Moore’s presence with the dress, likening himself to the vines around her. Moore mentioned that the gown’s floral element is called chloris, named after the Greek nymph associated with flora.
Demi’s look gained both praise and criticism. “Wow, best outfit of the night. Truly stunning,” commented one. “She looks harsh after the last plastic surgery,” remarked another.
Demi also recently wow-ed with her youthful look at a high-profile fashion event. See her photos here.
My Boss Terminated Me for Wearing Thrift Store Attire – My Colleagues Came to My Defense and Delivered a Powerful Lesson
When the company owner barged in and abruptly fired me for wearing second-hand clothes, my world imploded. Little did I know, my co-workers were planning an act that would turn everything around and emphasize the true strength of our workplace community.
Never did I think that buying clothes from a thrift store would cost me my job. But life’s full of surprises, especially when you’re a single mother struggling to make ends meet.
It began like any other Tuesday morning. I was at my desk, taking calls and welcoming clients with my usual cheer. The office buzzed with its routine hustle — keys clacking, printers working, and the aroma of fresh coffee in the air.
Kate from HR peeked around the corner. “Hey Claire, how are the kids?”
“Oh, you know,” I chuckled. “Sophie’s engrossed in her science project, and Noah’s set on memorizing every dinosaur name.”
Kate smiled. “Sounds like you have your hands full.”
“Always,” I said. “But I wouldn’t trade it for the world.”
Just then, the elevator chimed. The doors opened to reveal a familiar face I hadn’t seen in over a year — Victor, the company owner.
Panic surged through me. I quickly stood, smoothing my thrift store blouse. “Good morning, Mr. Harrison! Welcome back!”
Victor’s eyes narrowed at me, his expression hardening. “What are you wearing?”
I glanced at my outfit, puzzled. “I — ”
“Is this how you present yourself to our clients?” he demanded loudly. “In these… these rags?”
The office fell silent, every eye on us.
“Mr. Harrison, I — ”
“No excuses,” he interrupted. “A receptionist’s attire should reflect our brand. You’re terminated. Leave immediately.”
My world spun. “But sir, I’m a single mom. I can’t — ”
“Out!” he shouted. “Now!”
Tears stung as I gathered my belongings. Kate tried to intervene, but Victor silenced her with a glare.
The drive home was a blur. How would I explain this to Sophie and Noah? How would we survive? I unlocked our apartment door, and there they were — my little warriors.
Sophie instantly knew something was wrong. “Mom, what happened?”
I hugged them close, the smell of grape juice and play-doh soothing me. “I lost my job today, sweethearts.”
Noah hugged me tighter. “It’s okay, Mommy. We still love you.”
I stifled a sob. “I love you too, munchkins. So much.”
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