This Is Going to Ruin the Tour
Let's talk Timberlake, Katy Perry, Kendrick, Gracie Abrams, Taylor, Alessandro's Valentino debut, Chloé resort, dresses over pants, a chillllllllllling Netflix doc, Brats, Presumed Innocent + more.
Hi hi.
Okay, so I def owe you all a paid subscriber post that I promised last week…and didn’t happen. Let’s just get that out of the way because I cannot let go of a singular thing even when it’s not a huge deal.
Some corners of the non-delusional fangirl parts of my life needed some extra TLC (and not the kind that is paying the Baldwins and welcomed me to Plathville) and I felt like I was exactly where I needed and wanted to be.
Middle age, y’all. It’s something, that’s for sure.
But I also got to spend some time back in one of the dreamiest parts of my past at a Jane magazine reunion. I think this sentiment from Annemarie—who truly made this special night happen—holds for all things.
“Find your people. Keep your people. It’s the best.”
Much more to come about all things Jane! Stay tuned! But man did I feel creatively rejuvenated after one night with all these brilliant, magical people I had the pleasure to work with and who formed so much of who I am and how I work and write and approach storytelling.
I also went back in time, sort of, at the Sarah MacLachlan show on Sunday night. It was perfection. She sounds amazing and looks incredible. I need all her doctors/aestheticians/fitness instructors + the dress credit + the skincare rundown. Please and thank you.
She does a first set, then Fumbling Towards Ecstasy front-to-back, then an encore.
A lot of ladies of a certain age were back in their angsty youthful feelings and I loved every second.
WEEP NOT FOR THE MEMORIES!
She put on a going-out top for Fumbling and I squealed with delight. It really doesn’t seem like 30 years to me either.
But I do still have the CD!
As always, you can find my terrible cinematography clips on my IG Highlights in “Ab on Tour” or specifically by certain shows. If you still have a chance to see this tour, I highly recommend.
Heal thyselves, my Gen X/elder Millennial sisters.
This song has taken a different place in culture, but us girlies know how it all started. The North Remembers.
Also, her official account reposted me and if you could have told Teen Abby that, she would have been a little what?!? about social media, but then died dead from the acknowledgment.
I’m off to the swimming trials this evening and possibly tomorrow, too. Indy has done it once again on the sports front and this former swimmer is living for it all. I get choked up every night and you know I love telling people all about the dominant legacy of the asylum that raised me: Carmel Swim Club.
Love an Indiana sports-world mashup.
Update: It was so awesome. I loved every second. Plus, my friend’s daughter Lilly (a fellow Swiftie!) made me an awesome Team USA bracelet—after saving me the VIP seat next to her at dinner, too. My favorite kind of validation! The youth vote!!!
This was very cool to witness. Hot take: I love Michael’s top knot.
A shout-out to all my fellow swimming weirdos everywhere, past and present. I honestly love how truly odd the asylums that raised us made us. When I sent the video below to my friend Ashleigh, she A: correctly and astutely made the immediate connection to the iconic “Call Me Maybe” videos and B: Was like why do swimmers always have great viral content?
My answer: “Because swimmers are brilliant and highly disciplined…and very, very weird.”
In case you forgot what a delightful serotonin burst this was—and remains. Man, I miss this time in the culture and my own life.
I will never tire of watching this, either.
Lastly, in witch shit. This was my Co-Star on Friday.
This was on the menu at the place we went before the swim meet.
MEDJOOL DATES.
Obviously, I ordered them and they were delicious.
I Can Feel It Burnin’
You know who doesn’t miss the past even though it might be the only thing he can talk about? Andrew McCarthy.
Yes, I watched Brats. Honestly, so maybe you don’t have to. I almost turned it off 15 minutes in. I went days before I could muster up my motivation to finish it. Because, journalism. Obviously.
I wanted to love this so much. I am truly bummed at how much I hated it, but it also makes me furious the more I think about it.
Andrew McCarthy is giving the exact opposite of “I can smell the therapy on him” and ICK. I basically spent the whole movie wanting to punch him squarely in the face.
Here’s the NY Mag story that labeled them The Brat Pack, for reference. It’s of its time and it has an unkind angle toward its subjects, for sure. I understand how it made them all feel a certain way, most especially in the moment when it became a defining label. I think Demi nails it though, in that it was in part about David Blum, the writer, trying to be clever and get his next job.
WHAT I LIKED:
old movie clips
music
how much Emilio looks like his dad
Demi Moore, who has definitely been to therapy + also has some of the best external work in Hollywood. Please share your secrets. In a way, she was trying to give Andrew the speech Rob Lowe gives her in St. Elmo’s Fire. It’s not real, buddy!
Sidebar: I cannot express how often I think about Jules and the curtains in that apartment that was the dreamiest thing young me could have possibly imagined. I have always loved a dramatic mess!
The acknowledgment of Blane’s terrible wig at the end of Pretty in Pink1
Rob Lowe sorta morphing into Chris Trager IRL. But, along with Demi, he has real insight and perspective and looks fantastic.
Molly and Judd being like, “Nahhhhhh, we’re good. Have fun with your lil movie.”
WHAT I DIDN’T:
The way Andrew McCarthy leaves voicemails
The way Andrew McCarthy approaches the topic with Emilio + interrupts everyone he talks to during this film. God, imagine how insufferable the cutting room floor clips are?
The way Andrew McCarthy tilts his head. Sadly, this is retroactive and will taint any future rewatches of his work.
I guess I should just play Kendrick’s “Euphoria” here for the erstwhile Kevin Dolenz: “I hate the way that you walk, the way that you talk. I hate the way that you dress…it's not just me, I'm what the culture feelin'“
Andrew McCarthy’s thesis statement for this entire doc. I don’t think the averse reaction to the name is weird—then or now. But the way he hangs onto it and assumes that everyone else did too doesn’t hold up.
The way he begged David Blum to try to make him feel better. It’s like Carl asking Lindsay for that hug on Summer House. ICK.
As one of my former brilliant bosses said, “Where were the directors and the editors?” Truly, this needed a more expert hand shaping/guiding the whole endeavor.
I’m a long, long time Ira Madison fan—but why are we talking to a millennial pop culture person about this? He was born in the mid-’80s. I was younger than all of the Brat Pack, but I was watching these movies as they were coming out. I don’t think it should have been ME, but it def shouldn’t have been him. I am all for a non-white perspective here too—but I would recommend my friend Bonnie.
I posted about Brats on my IG Story earlier this week and let’s just say the response anecdotally proved that most of Gen X was with me in not enjoying it one iota.
Did you watch?!?
All Along the Watchlist
The other stuff I’ve had on of late + what’s up next.
Presumed Innocent (Apple TV+)
No spoilers to be found here!
As anyone who spends time here or knows me IRL is aware, I do not typically care for Jake Gyllenhaal2—both onscreen and off. I think he has a Fred Flintstone head and when I think of that I always the Beasties going, “like Fred Flintstone driving ‘round with both feet.”
But, anyway, as much as I find him irksome, I truly love the Presumed Innocent IP. Both the book by Scott Turow and the 1990 movie directed (and co-written) by Alan J. Pakula starring Harrison Ford, Bonnie Bedelia, Raul Julia, and Gretchen Scacchi. I have definitely read it at least three times (though not for a long time) and “countless” would be my best descriptor for how often I watched the movie.
A movie that made $221 million at the box office in 1990, btw.
The fundamental premise (not a spoiler) is that Rusty Sabich (Harrison, now Jake), a prosecutor, is accused of murdering a female colleague, Carolyn Polhemus…who he was also having an affair with.
I’ve watched the three available eps of the new show and I’m not obsessed with it, but I don’t hate it either. Jake is not making me as annoyed as he sometimes does, so I guess that’s a real W for him. Congrats. Peter Saarsgard (his IRL brother-in-law) is very Saarsgardian, for better or worse. And I’m really liking Ruth Negga as Barbara, Rusty’s wife.
I’m not feeling quite enough dramatic, mystery tension as I’d like but I am interested to see how they use the added time a series allows to maybe go in some different directions than the original movie.
We shall see…
Am I Okay? (Max)
I will go hard in the paint for Dakota Johnson, always and forever—along with fighting a constant battle in my head over how my hair would not look like that if I cut bangs.
This movie—directed by Stephanie Allynne + Tig Notaro3—is totally fine! I think it’s a nice fit for Dakota’s vibes and acting style and I also enjoyed that it felt like it it is the type of film that could have come out in an era before existing IP ruled the Hollywood world. I love a lil Los Angeles story, as well as those that investigate adult female friendship in a way that isn’t schlocky or, worse, from a male perspective that just doesn’t understand it properly.
Anyway, I don’t think you’ll be annoyed (a la Brats) if you hit play on this one.
Tell Them You Love Me (Netflix)
Guys. OMG. This doc.
The algorithm was like, here you and go and I went in knowing really nothing about this and I won’t give too much away here.
I will say I chilled to the core, like extremely physically uncomfortable through most of it. That doesn’t happen to me a lot. Sure, I watch a lot of dark and disturbing shit, absolutely knowing that it’s dark and disturbing. But this was visceral in a different way.
If you’ve watched, let’s process this together please.
What’s Next?
Hit Man (Netflix)
Black Barbie (Netflix)
Maxton Hall (Amazon)
Geek Girl (Netflix4)
The Bear (Hulu, S3 arrives 6/27)
I Am: Celine Dion (Amazon, June 25)
Kinds of Kindness (theaters)
Inside Out 2 (theaters)
The Perfect Wife (Hulu)
Chic, C’est La Vie
I’m so glad I don’t actually have to keep up with the fashion calendar in any official capacity these days because there are no longer many guardrails or known entities. Shows + collections can pop up whenever, wherever these days. Fun for WHNHQ, less so if you really have to properly plan content around such things.
Anyway, there were a number of things solidly in my sartorial Venn diagram over the past couple weeks, which means I must share them with you. Duh.
Chloé Resort
Dammit, this is going to be a real problem for me going forward—in that I cannot afford to buy these things I so desire.
Before we get to my fave new pieces from Chimena Kamali, I woke up to a restock of the wedges from fall. They sold out immediately online when the collection initially dropped online and the last two notifications of restocks were also gone by the time it was morning in America.
But they’re available right now. I do NOT need these shoes. I have terribly troubled feet, in general. Yet still, I want them SO BADLY. I really was programmed to be extremely riche5. The graffiti soles SLAY ME. Helppppppppp.
Anyway, here’s the new stuff I will be trying to recreate in every way possible.
I’m probably going to be compelled to get the banana tee. I feel like that’s just beyond my control 🍌🍌🍌.
All of this styling is just divine.
Basically the way I would like to be every day is this image below. Down to the expression.
I love others who come from the “another ring, another necklace, yeah no another and another” school of accessories.
Meanwhile, my beloved Alessandro Michele (he of Gucci fame most recently) surprise dropped his first designs for Valentino, by way of a lookbook with like 170 looks or some such. A lot of people are BIG mad about what they saw. I am not one of those people.
You can peruse Twitter or, more likely, the comments section of any fashion IG post about the new pieces and you’ll find a lot of people thinking they’re the first ones to make a “Vucci” joke and lamenting the end of a famous house, etc etc.
I think a lot of these criticisms were missing something in their knee-jerk analysis (shocker!). Now, I realize I’m extremely in the bag for Alessandro and his general aesthetic. I always have been6, so I am predisposed to like what he designs wherever he designs it because his inherent personal taste/eye/philosophy/whatever you want to call it really shines through in everything he does. To that end, I don’t think Valentino was under any impression that Alessandro wasn’t going to Alessandro all over the brand. But that’s just my personal POV.
One can hate/dislike/critique the collection for any reason one wants to. It’s fashion. It’s art. It’s subjective. There are many arguments that you could make about why this isn’t working for you—and you could start with how MUCH is being shown. Fair! It’s excessive in a very Alessandro (and Abby) way, but I get that.
To me, claiming that there’s nothing Valentino in it means you don’t know enough fashion history. I’m no fashion historian or proper critic, though we know I believe deeply in understanding context and history before wildly running your mouth about something as if you’re an expert. It definitely doesn’t look like Pierpaolo’s Valentino, which wasn’t always my personal taste, but was work I often found quite beautiful and significant.
I freaking love so many of these pieces, both personally but also because I think they are nodding to Valentino Caravan’s work in the ‘60s and ‘70s, which I have always loved so much.
I, too, am about to be excessive in how many I pulled. OOPS. Just scroll on down if this isn’t your jam.
You’re gonna tell me that Alessandro wasn’t tapping into some of this essence from the ‘70s? Please. Again, critique as you will—but let’s not gloss over the history.
Meanwhile The Row has me ready to commit to a dress over jeans again.
In other fashion news, Robert Pattinson brought his full Edward Cullen to Dior. I legit lol when I think about people actually choosing to be Team Jacob.
The elevation of Sabrina Carpenter continues as she pops up at Loewe.
Musical Notes (Not Taylor’s Version, Well Except for a Little Bit on Gracie’s New Album & Re: Kendrick)
So for this NTVWEFALBOGNAARK, let’s start with the Pulitzer prizewinner on Amazon Prime. Jesus Christ, what a sick show.
The internet shining bright!
And, of course proper Swifties have always fucked with Kendrick. Are you kidding me? As if there isn’t an invisible artistic string forever linking our tall petty queen and our short petty king of lyrical masterpieces and coded messages.
And it’s The Row. J’adore.
You may have heard that Justin Timberlake, another person I find insufferable at this point in life, had a lil trouble with the law out in the Hamptons this week. Now, drunk driving is not a joke. He’s really lucky he didn’t hurt someone or himself. And if he needs help, I hope he gets it7.
That said, there was some fantastic content out there and I am never going to tell you I didn’t enjoy so much of it and laugh a lot.
I’m 100p bringing, “This is going to ruin the tour” into my vernacular.
Katy Perry is going to release new music and while I do actually wish for this to be good, I do not think it’s going to be at all. I’m not saying she’s going to get arrested in the Hamptons or find herself in a maelstrom of divorce rumors, but I do fear a JT/J. Lo-type reception to the new music. And that’s what I thought before I realized she was working with Dr. Luke.
Katy, Katy, Katy. Come ON.
This seems cool, Zac Bryan. I only wish there was one in Indy—not that I have a particular bar I feel is right.
I am looooooving the new Gracie Abrams album, The Secret of Us. I’m sure this is unsurprising.
I haven’t had enough time to really sit inside ALL the big feelings contained within, but I can already tell this is such a more confident record from Gracie. We’re still excavating emotions in a quite diaristic way (yay!), but both the vocals and the lyrics feel bolder. Which tracks for someone going through their 20s, even if they’re not in the music business. I can’t wait to do a whole lot of scream singing to many of these, both alone and at a concert.
She’s one of those singer/songwriters that hits me deep inside. It’s layered, like digging up an old version of me from when I was Gracie’s age, but also all of that stuff that lingered and flavors certain parts of my life and my heart to this day.
She is mastering the melancholic bop. We love to see it.
Aaron Dessner did this album with her once again, along with her good friend and co-writer Audrey Hobert. Taylor Swift + Jack Antonoff make appearances too. This is ofc a recipe for We Have Notes success.
Here are my initial faves, though I’m sure this list will be extremely fluid over time. We’ve talked a bit about the lead single “Risk” and the bonus track, “Close to You” (an old unreleased song beloved by her fandom), and those are still in heavy rotation along with these additions.
“Felt Good About You”
Got me where you want me, in your palm, it's almost funny
All my friends, they tried to stop me wanting you
But I was never meant to listen, not until I found a reason
It took all of me to walk away and choose
“Blowing Smoke”
This baby is a beautiful branch on the musical family tree that Taylor Swift planted.
And I find your books pretentious now
At the time, they'd fed the fantasy
I was so impressed at your hotel
Took a drag and read aloud to me
And you knew my last love let me down
It was your one perfect opening
And I bet you think about me now
When you should be sleeping
But tell me, is she prettier than she was on the internet?
Are your conversations cool? Like, are you even interested?
I know what you are, brighter than the stars
Tell me if she takes you far
Far enough away from all the baggage you've been carrying
Up another hill to all the girls who'll help you bury it
They're just blowing smoke
I'll say what they won't
I know everything they don't
“Let It Happen”
I've never craved someone's attention
As much as yours, thought I should mention that
I'd bet all my money that I will
Lose to you and hand you my life
Here's to hoping you're worth all my time
I might barely know you, but still
Don't love you yet, but probably will
Turn me into something tragic
Just for you, I let it happen
“Tough Love”
What. A. Bop.
I laughed the second he tried to call my bluff
I guess it's always funny until it's not
When I left him there in pieces
Couldn't guess what I'd be leavin' for
No chance I waste my twenties on random men
Not one of them is smarter than all my friends
And I hate to leave him bleedin'
But I know now what I'm leavin' for
And, of course, “us.” (feat. Taylor Swift).
It’s gorgeous and I love the way their voices blend together. It’s giving me some melancholic early aughts west coast indie band undertones. Delish. Retroactively put in a devastating Ryan and Marissa scene on The O.C.
BUILD THOSE BRIDGES, GIRLS.
That night, you were talkin' false prophets and profits
They make in the margins of poetry sonnets
You never read up on it, shame, could've learned somethin'
Robert Bly on my nightstand, gifts from you, how ironic
The curse or a miracle, hearse or an oracle
You're incomparable, fuck, it was chemical
You (You) plus (Plus) me (Me) was
Just lovely and devastating and catchy. This is a narcotic of a combination of creative forces for me.
Gracie dropped some footage of the night they wrote this and one of Taylor’s cats knocked over a candle that started a fire. Blondie and that fire extinguisher is how I imagine myself in that sitch. Not really panicked but unable to properly work the safety device.
I need to be a third in this friendship. A trio of big feelings-having, words-loving, eldest daughters: Gen X + Millennial + Gen Z. Perfection. Call me, maybe?
The look from that night was an A+ Taylor choice, too. A place where our styles converged.
I’m guessing Gracie pops out in London to do this song and I’m manifesting Blondie to do the same at Gracie’s show at The Ryman in the fall.
Ick Me Once
He just keeps giving me so much material…
Gen X Momen of Zen
We really fucking need a minute after the hellscape that was Brats. Hence, this “Rush, Rush” clip popped up in my IG feed on Wednesday. I actually still listen to the song…not sporadically. It is hard to put into words how deeply, deeply I imprinted on it and the video. My god, the video.
My adolescent/teen bedroom had a huge framed print of this on one wall. Is anyone even vaguely surprised?!?
Eras Tour Diary: Edinburgh + Liverpool + Cardiff + London N1
First, the news.
I amnot getting into the chart debate because I simply don’t feel like it. That doesn’t mean that I don’t think that some (read: some) people have fair points about the whole thing. I truly just don’t care to engage because, frankly, it’s exhausting. But for the record, I don’t think there’s a problem with caring about charts and records and legacies. Though there are a lot of people out here saying, “Charts don’t matter” while they get real mad about charts—so I just think one should decide on their lane when it comes to that.
Cool? Cool.
Taylor also dropped the BTS for the “Fortnight” MV this Friday morning—which includes an Easter egg for the aforementioned “us.” that she casually mentions dropping in on the day of the shoot. At the time, we all just thought it was a nod to her own song, “The Story of Us”, but ofc it has multiple meanings because this is Taylor Alison Swift we’re talking about.
Postie is v. adorable with his “yes ma’ams” on set. While I internally shudder most times when I am “ma’am-ed” because I hate how old it makes me feel, I would absolutely allow this from Post.
There’s also a new challenge on TikTok where you unlock beads for a digital friendship bracelet (and special profile frames) and of course I’m doing it.
This is how you find it in the app + then it’s very intuitive.
Here’s what I’ve acquired thus far.
Obviously, an official challenge sort of event is going to trigger a lot of Swiftie analysis and theorizing. We are who we are, what can I say?
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Fire up the clown cars!!!!
Now onto multiple surprise song o’clocks, for the official WHN records ofc.
Edinburgh N1
🎸: “Would’ve Could’ve Should’ve” x a helpful interlude x a hand cramp x “I Know Places”
She also got to see one of the many engagements that have happened on tour go down…because it was still light out for so much of the show.
🎹: “Tis the Damn Season” x “Daylight”
Ugh, I just love this mashup.
Edinburgh N2
🎸: “The Bolter” x “Getaway Car”
Swiftie text chains were ablaze, I tell you. At least, mine were.
🎹: “All of the Girls You Loved Before” x “Crazier”
Blondie went deep into the catalogue to pull out “Crazier” which was on the soundtrack for the Hannah Montana movie in 2009. She even called out that anyone who knew the lyrics got bonus points. Scotland was seriously winning all around, minus the chilly temps.
Edinburgh N3
🎸: “It’s Nice to Have a Friend” x “Dorothea”
Listen, there’s never a bad surprise song—but I wasn’t devastated to miss this pairing.
🎹: “Haunted” x “Exile”
Gorge.
Now, this? I would love to do this.
Liverpool N1
This marked the 100th show of The Eras Tour, which is crazy.
Some fandom corners were like OMG SHE SAID THE TOUR IS ENDING IN DECEMBER SHE MUST BE SETTLING DOWN ETC ETC. Or, you know, the tour is ending because that’s what tours do—and two years is a long one. I have no idea what her personal life plans are, but it is extremely normal for any artist to chill for a minute (yes, even workaholic Blondie) after a massive global tour. Some Harries got this way at the end of HSLOT too, like he was about to retire from music at age 30 because he was emotional at the end of tour.
Guys, chill. This is how things work. Also, people can have families and careers at the same time if that is something they would like to do.
🎸: “I Can See You”8 x “Mine”
“Mine” is a forever fave of, um, mine.
🎹: “Cornelia Street” x “Maroon”
She is a mean, sick monster for this.
Liverpool N2
🎸: “This Is What You Came For” x “Gold Rush”
Nobody had this on the Bingo card, that’s for sure. In case you’re like, WTF? Yes, that’s the Calvin Harris/Rihanna song—but it was written by Taylor, under the pseudonym Nils Sjoberg at the time of its release.
The Calvin era9 was rough for a lot of us longtime Swifties, but we did get this gem.
Also, LOL Taylor. L. O. L.
🎹: “The Great War” x “You’re Losing Me”
OOOOOOOOOOF, the gut punch.
Liverpool N3
🎸: “Carolina” x “No Body No Crime”
I love the deep cuts coming out to play, even though I am not a big “Carolina”10 girlie. I do also regularly use “No Body No Crime” as a verb. As in, “Say the word and I’ll No Body No Crime that fucker for you.”
All things HAIM11 + Taylor are winners in my book.
🎹: “The Manuscript” x “Red”
Taylor Alison, how dare you?!?
I still cry (a not-small amount) every time I hear “The Manuscript”, so this would have been a whole situation—that I would have loved every weepy second of. I do have a number of friends ready to check in on me when she plays “The Black Dog” for the first time12, which I assume will happen during the first round of Wembley shows. (Ed note: It did. We get there in a sec.)
Alas, I am not seeing her there until August.
Previously on WHN: My Own (Very Long) “Manuscript” Inspired by TTPD
Sidebar: On the British FOMO front, I just fucking know Harry is going to pop up at this show and I will once more lose my mind by missing a High Priestess/Fruit Witch moment.
Cardiff
🎸: “I Forgot That You Existed” x “This Is Why We Can’t Have Nice Things”
LOL on Scooter’s birthday. Of course, she did the theatrical laugh.
🎹: “I Hate It Here” x “The Lakes”
I see what you did there, Taylor. “The Lakes” was one of my surprise songs in Chicago and I’m glad to see it back.
London N1
This is the beginning of the first run at Wembley. She’ll be back again in August—as will I. There were celebs (and Kelces) everywhere, as expected.
Including some royals! I love to see the smiles on those kids faces. Charlotte knows she doesn’t need to be vaguely skeptical here.
Real ones know T + W go way back.
Then the emotional assassin fired a direct hit…This is maniacal behavior. She is certifiable. When I said I was prepared to hear “The Black Dog”, this is not what I had planned. She knew exactly what she was doing to.
God, I love her so much.
🎸: “Hits Different” x “Death By A Thousand Cuts”
THE MEGA BRIDGE.
🎹: “The Black Dog” x “Come Back Be Here” x “Maroon”
Sis, you know you can just put “Maroon” on the main set list right? But also, Jesus fucking Christ with this.
I knew I needed to show proof of life after that one. I loved everyone checking in. Unhinged and on brand over here.
Breaking: N2’s surprises just happened: “thanK u aIMee” x “Mean” + “Castles Crumbling” with Hayley Williams.
Oh, and…
I was at Sarah McLachlan during the Tonys, but of course Heather and Jessica had me covered over on Drinks With Broads … Reese Teesa is going to London! … I will be seated for this, Jennifer Lawrence … RIP Donald Sutherland, one of the true greats … J. Lo, girl, please just lay low for a second … I love a generational sock war.
Until next week, here’s Paul Mescal in short shorts. His advocacy for getting those inseam numbers ⬇️⬇️⬇️ has never gone unnoticed here at WHNHQ. We applaud his consistent efforts on behalf of the male thigh.
Separately, do not be surprised to see me in a version of this outfit at some point over the summer.
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Yes, that’s Lea Thompson’s husband and father of one of our more charming and talented nepo babies, Zooey Deutch.
This pre-dates the original Red album, too. I am typically very consistent in my taste in famouses. And, frankly, I am right a LOT of the time (both for and against). Even when I have to play a long game to wait out the doubters. I have nothing but time for one of my own stubborn ass opinions.
I feel like directing a movie with your spouse would be hard, but I also forget what it’s like to not be single, so…
LOL ofc I love programming from “Netflix After School”
I absolutely know this is not a real problem and I am an incredibly fortunate person to live the life I do. I still fucking want those shoes though.
No, this love did not come from Alessandro’s creative partnership/friendship with the British Fruit Witch—but when they got together it made me VERY happy.
I saw some footage of what I guess was last night’s show and he looked not sober to my eye ❄️❄️❄️
She filmed the video for this song in Liverpool, making it a perfect choice for a surprise song.
Know that anyone who says, “Taylor has never been this public in a relationship”, is probably newer to the fandom and didn’t live through the Calvin grid posts. Or really anything pre-Joe.
Now, daddy’s “Carolina” is a whole other story. Children of Divorce understand.
They weren’t there at this show, but you know what I mean.
No, really, the Friday check-ins were so kind.
Well well well. We could do an entire pod episode about rush rush
“It’s so subtle! And so…pink.”