If you are reading this, it means that our site has been restored, which is a relief, because it’s been off and on most of the day and, I know, big picture, it’s not a big deal. For those of us in the online business though, site outages are major stress – this is our work, this is what we pour so much of energy into, and it means something to know that many of you come here to read and catch up. I just got an email from someone who checks in here when her baby goes down for a nap. Many of you spend time with us on your lunch hour. Still others rely on us during their commute home on the train. Please know that we’ve been trying our best to fix the issues and we hope that all gossip will be back to regular schedule tomorrow. We are so sorry for any inconvenience. Thank you for your support and your loyalty. In the meantime, our online link partners have you covered and…well… you can probably guess what I’ve been watching on YouTube all day.
The last couple of weeks has reinforced why we don’t extensively cover the Kardashian-Jenners: it’s because they are their own tabloid. There’s no need for analysis or unpacking when everything is either already pre-written or you suspect it’s already pre-written. When you take the “ulterior” out of the situation and it’s just motivation, period, which means there’s no bigger takeaway. Is that why people don’t care whether or not Travis Scott cheated on Kylie? (Dlisted)
I’m a combination of happy and mad whenever people send me links to Dr Pimple Popper or just gross sh-t in general. Happy because it’s an honour to be associated with gross sh-t. I love that people think of me when they come across gross sh-t. But I’m also mad because… did you really think that in two thousand goddamn nineteen I wouldn’t have heard of Dr Pimple Popper? Or that I wouldn’t be up on the latest gross sh-t as soon as it hits the world wide webs? Anyway, for those of you who haven’t seen this, look at how this thing is HANGING OFF THE SHOULDER! Like an acorn from a tree! (Jezebel)
This is really, really cute – Brie Larson sings for Jennifer Hudson and then she sings with Samuel L Jackson and I think I prefer their version of “Shallow” to the one we watched at the Oscars performed by Lady Gaga and Bradley Cooper because Brie and Sam look like they’re having a lot more FUN. (Just Jared)
Ned Rocknroll, who is married to Kate Winslet, who legally changed his last name to Rocknroll, is now apparently going to change it back because you don’t need an explanation. I guess it’s better than a tattoo of your boy/girlfriend’s name. (Cele|bitchy)
I know 9.9/10 of you aren’t going to be into these pants. I understand. But maybe imagine them a different way. The high waist stays. It’s a great look. And maybe the acid wash wouldn’t be as offensive if the jeans were rolled up a couple of inches? With boots? Think Madonna. The "Borderline" video. I’m trying it this summer. If this f-cking winter will ever end. (Go Fug Yourself)
I spent much of my weekend with Solange and her new album When I Get Home – and it’s paying off because I feel like I’d be handling this site outage a lot worse if not for the chill vibes I’m still carrying from listening to it over and over again. The album, for me, is a whole. I can’t just randomly pick one song and I can’t put it on shuffle either. It’s meant to be enjoyed from front to back. And there’s something really, really calming about that. As Lindsay Zoladz writes here, “What Solange seems to be telling us with her kinetic grace is that, in a frantic and senseless world, to move slowly and with intention is its own kind of power”. (The Ringer)
