I can’t stop laughing. This is beautiful.

Whenever I plan out my imaginary awards show evenings, my rule is always that I must wear something I don’t have to change out of in order to be comfortable and appropriate at the after-party. That is just entirely too much work to go eat tiny kale-based appetizers and have to talk to Dean Cain.

“I just didn’t know what was passing me.”

Does Jennifer Lawrence just need to be in a film to win?

Just out of curiosity, what part of Dismaland do you think is a troll?

If only Celine Dion could headline some sort of live grand opening performance.

Is that an invite? Because that sounds fantastic.

Oh, we have lots of geographical variations, as well as cultural.

Necessity is the mother of invention :-)

I personally look forward to the day my dance moves make my kid want to die.

What about when I, as an old, severely uncool white lady, use slang improperly as a way of calling out just how lame I am in the service of self-deprecation? On fleek or no?

It sounds like two separate slang terms that are being conflated. Maybe VF and HP were just excited because they heard a slang word used in a different context and they thought they might know what it meant.

This face is cracking me up. Looks like SOMEONE isn’t happy about being dressed up as a grown up Strawberry Shortcake!

HELL YES! This film was responsible for my teenage sexual awakening and also my sincere gratitude that my mum had recently bought me an electric toothbrush

It’s Matthew Crawley!

Gary Oldman’s Dracula. In his long locks and tinted spectacles presentation, not the crusty old dude or human bat.

The Fly.

I think it might be more Internet or international publications doing this.

What was that rule they had when Wills and Harry were kids? Can’t they invoke that again?