I started the week by praising Kylie Jenner in that ahead-of-its time Mugler look at the Academy Museum Gala and now I have to close the week by going back to my usual position where Kylie and style are concerned. Because her ELLE cover shoot is giving college dorm Victoria’s Secret capsule collection, and I don’t see where the “fashion” is. Yes, Kylie has a slamming body. But isn’t this supposed to be a fashion editorial? Or is it, as the Fug Girls are saying, a Maxim shoot? Audition for Sports Illustrated Swimsuit? SKIMS, even? Is this where editorial is headed? (Go Fug Yourself)
It's now become a holiday tradition: Netflix inevitably releases something or somethings at the holidays that goes super viral. Whether it’s a true crime show or a Birdbox or The Crown or Bridgerton, Netflix has claimed Christmas. And they’re also stomping all over Hallmark because they’ve also conquered the cheesy rom-com corner. This holiday season, Netflix is giving us a knockoff of Magic Mike, starring Chad Michael Murray. Don’t lie, you’re going to watch the sh-t out of it. (Pajiba)
The World Series starts tonight and here in North America, the World Series is always a big deal but this year, it seems more hype than ever because it’s the Dodgers vs the Yankees, Los Angeles vs New York. Jennifer Aniston vs Justin Theroux, iykyk. Who’s the Barbie and who’s the Oppenheimer in this matchup? I wish I could resist the pull of this spectacle, but I can’t. I will be watching… AFTER Vice President Kamala Harris and Beyoncé in Houston. (The Ringer)
I can’t wait to watch the Martha Stewart documentary. Her pop culture glow-up, with a solid from her BFF Snoop Dogg, over the last decade or so has been hilarious. As for her love life, Martha likes a younger man. So I nominate Colin Farrell. He had that thing with Elizabeth Taylor, remember? Please. Don’t fight me on this. Colin Farrell and Martha Stewart would be amazing for us. (Celebitchy)
This is the best thing I’ve read all day – a piece on celebrity chefs that started on TikTok. Not going to lie – I was drawn to it because H Woo Lee is so f-cking hot and like millions of other people, the way he ordered us to “watch me cook for myself” went straight to my horny core. But this is about more than just his looks, obviously. It’s wild to see this path that culinary creatives like H have opened up for themselves. (Eater)
