I can’t help it: All these women at the Oscars start to look exactly the same–interchangeable like the cut-out dolls my nieces have, whereby you can put different dresses on the same paper face. I’m not sure how to avoid this. A little less glamour? Or how about allowing these women to be…wait for it…themselves, not carbon copy looks with carbon copy views. We all know what gets you awarded an Oscar. Or perhaps, better put, we know what doesn’t.