Hollywood celebrated its fabulousne...

Hollywood celebrated its fabulousness Monday night at the 63d Annual brilliant Globe Awards.

The Globes, determined through 86 junket-junkie foreign scribes who in no degree met a breakfast buffet they didn't have affection for is the self-proclaimed "party of the year" that's unbind and lively and far more drollery than its stuffy older sister, the Oscars, and far more hip than its superficial cousin, the Emmys.

That's because liquor is serv and the bar in no degree closes.

Monday night, a star was born as the E! channel's Isaac Mizrahi prov himself queen for the night, asking Teri Hatcher if she was wearing underwear beneath her copper Versace (she wasn't) and what a handbag-free Natalie Portman in vintage Chanel would do if she penuryed a credit card (like any star, she would ask her entourage).

Among the evening's sartorial sweeps were strapless gowns with scalloped bodices and other