Vampires! Witches! Velvet scrunchies!
Welcome back to the film festival fashion fiesta, darlings.
I’m not crying, YOU ARE.
Your Met Gala finale is here, dear readers.
From floral wreaths to spiky crowns to beaded hoods to halos, headpieces were the favored accessory of the evening. They’re so crown; bow down, bitches.
Alright, dear readers. Hollywood’s biggest night finally comes to a close.
What, you thought we were done?
Your favorite segment is back and better than ever.
Time to finish up our SAG coverage so we can move onto the absurdity of the Grammys!
Believe it or not, the Golden Globes are not the only awards show in existence! The stars got a week off to exfoliate, and now they’re back on their bullshit – and more importantly, I’m back on mine.