Drake is selling his Beverly Hills home for $88 million. I know we’re talking about an estate property here, and most of that value is in the land, but let’s be honest, this is a mid mansion. No personality! No style! No taste! Drake’s place in Toronto isn’t to MY taste, but at least it shows some personality. If I were Drake, I would break up with that boring ass mock-Med in Beverly Hills, too. I do like the tile work on the pool. More pools should have fun mosaics. (DListed)
Preview what could be or might not be with the Tony’s red carpet, because Broadway’s award show is set for June and the writers’ strike will probably be ongoing—and the actors could be on strike by then, too. Here is a roundup of red carpet fashion at the Tony nominees announcement. Is Jodie Comer’s white suit what the kids mean when they say “mother”? (Go Fug Yourself)
People are big in their feelings about Ted Lasso this season. It’s not bad—tonally, it’s going down easier than season two—but it is so crowded with characters and subplots, it is veering into “mess” territory as we hit the last few episodes. But I also stand by what I said before: it’s a victim of its own success. Season one is perfect, and it hit perfectly in 2020, when we really, really needed a dose of Ted’s kindness and optimism.
The more the show digs into Ted’s faults and foibles, though—even as we see how his kindness is having a positive affect on those around him—people seem to like the show less and less. I guess people just want the folksy dope of season one and not a complicated man trying to deal with grief, rejection, and anxiety. (Celebitchy)
PASTA MYSTERY! Someone dumped hundreds of pounds of pasta—possibly cooked or uncooked, evidence is inconclusive—by a stream in New Jersey. Who did it? Why? Where did that much pasta come from? Was it cooked or not? The real kicker comes at the end—Mrs. Jochnowitz is holding out! This is the true crime mystery we deserve. (New York Times)
