School can be genuinely magical for bratty kids. My niece was a terror when she was little—loud, selfish, just a total black hole for time and attention. Within a week of her starting kindergarten, it was like she was a whole new kiddo; I could cook dinner and she would be, if not helpful, then at least not in the…
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So do I! It was such a sweet, charming show.
There was the year she didn’t want to accept an Emmy nomination because she publicly talked about how she felt her character on Grey’s Anatomy didn’t have enough to do that season, which is a really bad look for the highly-successful show that made you a household name. There was also the time she called sixth-grade…
Motion to change the name of the Brown Committee to The Cookout. Any second?
For me, it was the aunties. We were in West Virginia visiting family for the Fourth of July, and as I was standing in the kitchen, eating some cornbread and minding my own business, that one of my aunties comes up and goes, “Huh”. Other auntie: “What?” First auntie: “That” (gestures at my ass). Other auntie: “Oh, I…
Literally every date I’ve ever been on.
As long as she gets to beat the shit out of some Nazis, cool. Punching Nazis is A-OK, and something we need more of.
Crossing my fingers that a rogue yearbook staffer puts her photo back in the yearbook right before the pages go to the publisher (as a former yearbook staffer in high school, sticking it to the administration is a cause near and dear to my heart).
Right? I spent like, half of my birthday money buying the Princess Diana memorial Beanie Baby when I was eight. It was just what you did.
I mean, Katherine Graham was known for throwing good parties, so...kinda?
Although for DC, Katherine Graham is hardly obscure—she took the Post public, and was instrumental in raising its profile from “solid local paper for a government town” to “national paper” (I may have learned most of this from watching The Post, but still).
Oh, I’m fairly sure it’s the latter. Even for people who aren’t part of the circles she runs in, there’s still very much an understanding of the codes of conduct that are part of living in D.C., and someone who can’t get it right, or thinks they’re above trying, tends to get shit on pretty quickly.
Don’t you have to have a soul for that?
This looks like garbage, but honestly? I’ll probably end up watching it once it’s on Netflix. This is peak “waiting for the sleeping pills to kick in”, and I’m really okay with that.
Yes! (Also, I can’t French braid my hair either)
Right? Honestly, I feel like if I had that much money, it would go into regular manicures and pedicures, and a trainer who makes me work out (but in, like, a nice and fun way), and a braider to come to my house and a pack of corgis like the Queen.
Very true! My mother, for instance, would look FLAMAZING in this (she’s somewhere between Iman and Viola Davis in skin color. I’m more Zendaya or Gugu Mbatha-Raw, which leaves me a little nervous about doing this look without assistance).
No, it’s not! It’s fun! You are just a fun person of whatever age you are, and I bet your pink shadow is dope AF. (Side note: may be looking to vindicate my own life choices bc I just bought Anastasia Beverly Hills’ Modern Renaissance palette and so I’m wearing cranberry in my crease today).