The story goes that she had a dress all picked out, but then found out it had already been worn or some shit so she had to pick another one out, blah, blah, blah, the trials and tribulations of a star. (And Anne Hathaway wonders why people don’t like her very much. Moving on…)
On the morning of the Oscars, a pale pink satin Prada gown arrived at Hathaway’s house. “I was like, ‘Wow! I can do this. It’s beautiful. It’s appropriate. It’s modern. It’s minimal.’ ” Minimalism needs tailoring, and tailoring took time Hathaway didn’t have. “I look in the mirror, turn to Adam, and say, ‘It looks like my nipples are hard.’ He says, ‘You look beautiful. Your nipples look pointy. The red carpet’s about to close. We gotta go.’ “
Suddenly I like her husband now, but was he right? Did her nipples look pointy?
Yep. Kinda pointy.