I finished Making A Murderer last night and I, like James Franco, can only say what in the actual f-ck.
Drake dances for Amber Rose.
Everyone is freaking out over Kendall and Harry and Justin and Hailey but I’m still going hard for Zayn and Gigi.
A Pitch Perfect wedding is happening.
Remember when Gwyneth and Chris were so private that they couldn’t bear to walk a red carpet together? Or even be in the same frame together?
Will 2016 finally be the year someone – anyone – can sing a Rita Ora song? Probably not.
I don’t want to start 2016 with the worst of 2015 but this semi duckface he’s making is particularly punchable.
I would love if Lena was in St. Barts and hit up one of Leo’s yacht parties.
Prince’s wave is so far my favourite thing of 2016.
