Here’s where it fails for me: The Kathy Griffinish Diarrhea Lady is never vanquished. Even after the Viberzi is working, she keeps grinningly haunting Business Lady.

The novel, on the other hand, was good (by Christopher Isherwood). Read that. There wasn’t a glamorous word in it.

Nicole Kidman is another. She turns in the kind of performances that everyone “respects” and no one enjoys.

I agree; had Gaga stopped at:

Damn! If I was up there, I’d buy you drinks tonight. (Until you told.)

What a mess. I keep thinking about the New Yorker’s dozens of style idiosyncrasies, like spelling out big numbers (“four thousand three hundred and sixteen”), using a diaeresis for words like “coöperate,” “reëlect,” etc.

“Copy/research” isn’t considered part of editorial? Are CN copy editors now supposed to master mutiple magazine styles?

The New Yorker isn’t going to let employees from other magazines work on its editorial, is it?

Yeah, that “Nothing to see here!” expression.

It’s not just her walk, it’s her expression. She looks like she’s finished lunch and is trudging back to her job at the post office.

Or that she could just slip a quick one-sentence reference to being sexually mauled into this puff piece.

A well-proportioned warthog.

Gumdrop-Head

Trump first attacked Stoynoff for not sharing the story earlier: “Why wasn’t it part of the story that appeared 12 years ago? Why didn’t they make it part of the story...?”

Though LVP seems so much more relaxed than Heather. Heather seems constantly vigilant in a way that suggests relentless class anxiety.

I see a resemblance.

“Is there an American in here?....”