Wasp Woman checking in. But only because I’ve always really wanted to be a doomed cosmetics executive, and Estee Lauder’s dead.

And almost as cool that her birth name could almost equally be that of a burley-q queen - Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Fannie Belle Fleming!

That image is just Terry Gilliam-level of good - the utter jauntiness of the bounce!

One of her students has posted about 45 minutes of raw interview footage of her on YouTube, and it’s kind of fascinating. I don’t have the energy for more than a quick skim, but it definitely proves that her hair game was more, um, variable than her fans have thought, and that Arrested Development’s Alia Shawkat, as…

For no reason at all other than it’s a slow Monday ‘round here, my two thoughts/questions on this:

I see that a lot — “Princess Anne is the hardest-working royal” — but what does “hard-working” mean in her case?

He holds the same position as Princess Anne in the U.K. You don’t hear a lot about her, except for her patronage of equestrian events, really.

Here she is at her husband’s inauguration (the Dutch don’t coronate). I’m not sure it’s possible to look more fabulous.

Princess Brigitte’s kind of a bad-ass. She apparently only comes up to Sweden for special occasions, preferring to live on Majorca, where I’m guessing she mostly indulges in her hobbies, bourbon and ultraviolet light.

Thank you. She was a special lady, and of a vanishing breed.

Monica Lewis, the voice of Chiquita Banana, passed away on Friday. She was 93.

The only thing I know about anyhone who tosses a “Benghazi!!!1!” bomb into any conversation is that they know nothing but nothing about Libya.

She’s nuts. I married a black guy and I’m a guy and I never thought to pass for black.

Oh, God - you’re making me miss my wonderful tailor in Ghana. I lived there 15 years ago and still have a few perfect things he made me. And I’ve never loved anything more than one black suit, perfectly simple, with a Mao-ish jacket and amazing bronze buttons from Makola Market...

Miss Katharine Hepburn wants you to know: no tickee, no laundee...

This is the first time I am encountering this enchanting woman (Baddie, not Lea - her and me go waaaay back). Now that I’m heading toward Dolezal-overload (or am I? Jury’s still out, frankly), I can see that I have the rest of my afternoon booked.

“Why, no! Why would I have any idea that those fifteen curvacious, leggy, lingerie-clad women of many nations wouldn’t just happen to be in my acquaintance’s hotel suite, eager to have carnal relations with adipose elderly gentlemen who smell stalely of cigars and bay rum?”

This is not easy for truly Caucasian, so she does get some points for effort. I’m almost as totally snow as Rachel, with some curl, which I like to emphasize and play up because it’s a nice way, as a guy, to deal with longer hair without going for the dreaded Middle Aged Hippy Pony Tail. Recently I’ve followed my…

Oh, there are so many - Gray Owl, Nasdijj, Benyamin Wilkomirski (sp?), Lauren Stratford, J.T. LeRoy... Just add this one to the list. All of them, if nothing else, can be total rabbit hole/time sinks...

I believe her exact words would be “on fleek, gurl!”