IT’S COUNTRY MUSIC’S BIGGEST NIGHT, Y’ALL!!!!! But before we dive into the boots, hats, and fringe of the red carpet, a moment of silence for my #ootd for Sunday errands (an outfit I was so chuffed with that I repeated it 3 times in one week, not sorry bout it.)

If this espresso dream isn’t qualified to judge a red carpet, I DON’T KNOW WHO IS.
Gonna change up the format as I sometimes do when there’s not 377 photos like there are at bigger awards shows and just toss them all out in a row without categorizing best or worst dressed. You’ll obviously know how I feel by my snarkalicious caption. Speaking generally though, nothing truly offended me from this red carpet. Is it because I let country stars get away with more because they’re the cool aunt of Hollywood? Perhaps. But also, TONS of basic blacks and sparkles last night so I didn’t really have an opportunity to do a wine spit-take.

Taking mama as your plus one to the red carpet is always a swoonworthy move. Mama Lynch looks phenomenal. Very flattering shimmery dress and hair. Her son on the other hand, I could do without the wife beater under a pinstriped poop suit. Jus sayin. I feel like he was trying to mimic my top tier mixture of taupes from above but took a hard left into white trash land.

I’m like 99.9% confident she’s worn this exact dress before. Am I being punk’d? WHERE’S ASHTON?!

This is so early aughts bad. Like you could tell me she’s attending the Lizzie McGuire Movie premiere and I’d be like yup, that checks. Only thing missing is an iridescent appliqué butterfly.

I LOVE this duo ‘fit. The pop of floral with the solid burgundy is CHEF’S KISS.

Honestly this groutfit isn’t the greatest thing I’ve ever seen but I’m giving Freddie his moment to shine because he jammed HR after HR down the Yanks throats in the World Series and he deserves to celebrate that gettin’ loose as a goose at Tootsies.

It would be rude of me to spend my Saturday night scream singing along with Mitchy, finally seeing him live after talking about seeing him live for a solid 7 years, only to slam his fashion sense less than a week later. So I won’t. Even though green rhinestone flames adorning a suit like they’re painted on the side of a race car is REAL tacky. I do appreciate him and wifey fully committing to the ‘we’re country folk’ bit. The chunky turquoise and bolo tie were a nice touch. But dressed down in a Posty shirt wailing about breakups and bitches is more my speed, M10.


If the skinny scarf trend comes back I’ll hurl myself off a cliff. THIS LOOKS BEYOND STUPID.

I have absolutely nothing to say about this outfit, I just want you to guess who this human is. Because when I saw the caption I IMMEDIATELY gasped, said there’s no way, then googled *insert celebrity name* plastic surgery because THAT IS NOT HIS FACE. Step away from the knife, good sir. (BTW, you know that if a woman did this everyone would be AWL over it so let’s bash a man for a shitty facelift for a change. #EQUALITY.)

Carly looks supes uncomfy and I would too if I had a rhombus covering each tot. What a weird choice for the top of this otherwise pretty gown.

GET IT, JEFF BRIDGES! From the patterned jacket to the matching velvet boots, what a STUD!

A shimmery nude princess. Also, not enough girls rep the party pony on red carpets and I love the sassy tone it sets for a look. She’s ready to drop it low to A Bar Song.

I will drool all over Lauren every day and twice on Sunday. Homegirl has got the farm babe wholesome gorge vibes on lock. Her luscious mane also gives Connie Britton’s a run for her money. Am I on a watch list for cr33pin on Lauren Akins yet? Feel like we got pretty close there. TR looks good but we all know who the real star of the show is. Also the way he’s smiling in this particular shot looks like he just ripped one and whiffed it. Tell me I’m wrong.

Hand up, I’ve hated Colbie Callait ever since she burst onto the music scene in the early 2000’s. For absolutely no reason. Basically, Colbie and Jack Johnson sang two songs that annoyed the shit out of me (Bubbly & Banana Pancakes, respectively) and were overplayed to death, therefore I hated these two singers with the fire of a thousand suns. That’s just how the cookie crumbles. BUT, I love this look for her.

This dress does absolutely nothing for her. It’s shapeless and wrinkly foil with straps that are fashioned much like I would wear a bedsheet at my college Toga Parties.

Chris wears this outfit every time he’s in public and I’m pretty much convinced he sleeps in it as well. Morgane looks stunning and I’d like to put it in writing that if she files for divorce after Chris’ very public terrible huz moment last night, I wouldn’t blame her for a second. Chris wins single of the year, hits the stage and thanks a few people then tosses it over to the other writers on the song, who THANK HIS WIFE. Yes, that’s right. His co-writers thanked his wife, NOT HIM. The same song (“White Horse”, which I could’ve sworn has been out for at least five years) wins again and he immediately apologizes for not only forgetting to thank his wife but not having her up onstage to accept the award with him because she was also a producer on the song. He claims it all happened so fast and thanks her for making his music possible. WOOF. DOG HOUSE, BUB. GET ON IN IT. Then they sang a duet and she looked like she wanted to incinerate him with her eyes. #TeamMorgane #JusticeforMorgane

Oh, OK with the coordinated duds! I love her heels and I think these two look sharp as shit.

This ain’t it, girrrrl. The yoga pants of formalwear.

I love this move. You take a hip hop jam from 2004, rework it to a country beat and it becomes THE drinking song of the summer (alongside “I Had Some Help” of course) and then show up to the CMA’s in a mint suit. THAT is embracing your fifteen minutes. Right down to the sparkly clogs.

Crushed. A blueberry pie. Honestly, this may be the only time I don’t shit all over the peplum because it’s such a ‘splosion of tulle that it WORKS. What a moment.

Not loving the glitter and embroidered combo on Caroline or the fact that Luke’s pants look like they’re 4 ft too long with the way they’re scrunched & bunched all up his legs. Can’t win em all, Bryan’s.

You can’t see this looking straight-on but the sides are open on this dress adding a real sexy peep show up top. I’m here for said peep show and a fun glitzy party frock. She also slayed her performance look, SHOCKING TO NO ONE! It’s Kelsea’s year, BB, get on board. TOOT TOOT.

Big fan of the Dickersons over here, but even stans can say what the actual F are you wearing? It’s like Molly Ringwald meets 70’s pimp. These two look they showed up almost a month late to a Halloween party. Russell, I loved when you ripped your shirt off Chippendales style at the end of your RD party, but there’s a time and a place for full chesties and a red carpet ain’t it, bruh.

This porn stache can die away from me, immeds. He shaves that lip rug off and this all black errethang look is a pantydropper. With it, it’s rapey as hell.

I’m very into this witchy cloak number and I didn’t think I would be but she’s pulling it OFF. 10/10.

Jeeze, Keith, could you at least act like you give a shit? Couldn’t even toss on a button down with your jeans and Tim Riggins jacket?


So down with these jazzy sheer pants. I’ve always loudly made fun of Lainey’s comically large cartoon-like hats, and now that I see her man wearing a matching one, I gotta flip my criticism and say good for you, girl. Find you a mans who will wear a big ole 10 gallon hat in public to match yours. That’s true love. I can only hope my future counterpart will be just as passionate about buying a hat every time he has one sip of alcohol like I am.

Love the blue jacket and as I write this, Chris Stapleton just won (again) SPOILER ALERT and as they announced that it was Chris’s 8th win in this category they panned to Luke and he screamed in disbelief EIGHT?! And I laughed out loud like a maniac. It was like a hot mic moment but actually a jumbotron showing of drunk facial expressions and he’s a real one for that. Kept me from nodding off cause shit’s getting real boring up in here. Wifey looks gr8, really like the top of this dress, and perhaps would like it even more if it wasn’t obstructed by giant erect bow.

Kind of a weird vibe as these outfits are bringing completely different energies to the function, but this oat milk suit is niiice.

Any other event and I would dump all over this dress and say it’s arts and crafts loads of ridiculousness. But at the CMA’s?! It’s perfect. It’s Levi’s meets showgirl and so fun! Plus, she looks snatched AF. Brava.






















































































































































































































































Pls submit your best guesses for what is on his shirt.































