Our girl is on the cover of Vogue. Marvel at the amazing Moroccan-themed photos, won't you? And continue to love her to pieces like I do? (All photos courtesy of USA Today.)
We Need to Talk About This.
So it's no surprise that I'm quietly freaking out about this. You know I love her. Here's why I'm happy with People's choice this year: 1. Does my Lupita (because she's mine, really) need a magazine to declare her beautiful? No, she doesn't. But this is icing on the cake. Such sweet icing. 2. We've …
Oscar.
I've been faithfully and giddily watching the Oscars since I was fifteen years old. Through a million dresses, intriguing speeches and weird hosts (Anne Hathaway and James Franco?), you'll find me right in front of the television and in for the 4-hour long haul every year. (Really, with a genetic love for old-time Hollywood--I think …
This Square Peg. 