Celebrity profiles written by journalists are back! (Much preferred to the celebrity-on-celebrity or celebrity-on-themselves softballs that have been popular for the last couple of years.) The Rock is of course going to appreciate a journalistic take on his legacy, career, his presidential plans, and his family life and I can appreciate that the writer (Chris Heath) had to cover well-worn territory (Dwayne Johnson’s story is integral to his very strong brand) and still manages to give us such a hilarious encapsulation of boysh-t with Vin Diesel. 


Despite the arm kiss (or sniff?) that sent social media into a frenzy, there’s been very little chatter about Scenes from A Marriage. This could be because there’s too much TV and audiences just haven’t caught up to it yet and not everything can be a Bridgerton or Squid Game or The White Lotus. Last time I wrote about it and I asked if anyone is watching, not one person responded in the affirmative, which is not the norm.


Nicki Minaj showed up to the Real Housewives of Potomac reunion and you know Andy Cohen is cringing inside because she was probably invited before the swollen balls commentary went viral. But I have another beef with this: I don’t want celebrities to mess with the very specific Bravo ecosystem. It has its own alpha females and underdogs and rituals and rules and insider information (like did you know Dorinda “I made it nice” Medley was the inspiration for Susan Sharon, Carrie’s loud cashmere-sweater friend, on SATC? And that Dorinda said her iconic line, “I’ll tell you how I’m doing, not well bitch!” to her friend Candace Bushnell? (Dorinda wasn’t referring to Candace as a bitch, but another cast member). Respect the layers is all I’m saying. 


I really enjoyed the ending of Ted Lasso’s second season and in a meta moment, found this Juno Temple interview in Vanity Fair when I was looking for her sweatpants. I adore Keely’s clashing style and want to know how she would navigate Wagatha Christie. I think she’d be a mediator.