Every year, and for all the years to come, Mariah Carey season is the holidays – and that’s when she works. At midnight on November 1, as soon as spooky season is over, Mimi will tell us that “It’s Time”, at which point the festive season officially begins. And she is busy hustling for six weeks straight with the song that will keep her famous for as long as humans occupy this planet. 

 

I don’t want to be that bitch to tell you this but, like, November 1 isn’t that far away. Only six weeks. For Mimi though, what makes this year different is that she’s already come out of hibernation. Our butterfly has been busy promoting a new album. She’s filming videos, she’s collecting awards, she’s been performing around the world through the summer, she is doing interviews… 

 

Here For it All comes out this Friday and Mimi is now in New York for a final push. Today she was seen at Good Morning America and do you know what it takes to get Mimi out the door before 6pm?! In Mimi terms, her schedule over the last couple of months is basically like running three marathons back-to-back-to-back. Harry Styles in his whatever sub-three hours in Berlin is basically a nap in comparison to what our tiny, pretty, and still very young goddess has been up to, OK? Especially when you consider that she’s pretty much going straight from album promotion to Christmas promotion. Again, as I just said, November 1 is six weeks away. This is a tight timeline and it’s probably strategic, considering Mimi can try to sell the new album while she’s representing Christmas, but it also means she’s working harder than she has in years, literally. 

Why, then, is she walking herself out of this building on her own legs? Why didn’t someone on her team build a float for her, or a special self-operating hoverboard to transport her from the lobby to the car?! WTF is AI for if they still haven’t invented a vehicle for Mariah Carey to help her during her Iron Woman era?! 

 

What else happened today…

Today is very important. Because today, for some people, is the last day. Or maybe tomorrow is the first day?! I dunno, I don't f-ck with rapture but for people who do, tomorrow, September 23, is the rapture. And a lot of people are going to be disappeared. You do not need to be sad though – at least I don’t think so? The disappeared are the ones who’ve earned it, earned the right to rapture, as in be saved by Jesus who is coming to them tomorrow. I am not one for the rapture, probably if there’s an opposite of rapture, that’s where I’m going. But if this were my final day here, I’d be hoping for a late night poo because who wouldn’t want to arrive at the good place light as a feather and with all kinds of room to eat whatever magic is on the menu there? (Pajiba)

 

Angelina Jolie was at the San Sebastian Film Festival this weekend and was asked to comment on America. (Celebitchy)

How Julia Fox dresses for a tea party. (Go Fug Yourself)

What it was like to be Mark Ronson in the 90s. (The Ringer)

Before the couple who got busted at a Coldplay concert, there was another man who got busted at a concert, though not on the big screen. It was on a much smaller screen. Remember the Try Guy who called himself a Wife Guy and how his infidelity basically sank the brand? If you’re curious, there’s an update. In the form of a podcast, of course. (Mama Mia)

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