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For many “mom lifestyle” influencers, there are content hallmarks that their audiences expect to see: workout clothes, kale smoothies, anti–aging moisturizers, and a cute toddler roaming around the back of the frame. For some mommy bloggers, their child is the centerpiece of a marketing machine; however, for others, their kids are only an add–on to a pre–established aesthetic.
The screen opens up with beautiful shots of a wedding on the Queen Elizabeth II ship. Nat King Cole’s crooning voice on “L-O-V-E” sounds through the screen. Fireworks begin to sizzle to the edges of the frame. The credits roll: “Dennis Quaid … Natasha Richardson …”
“One thing about me is that my dad cheated on my mom and then had a baby with his 24–year–old mistress.”
A few weekends ago, as I was getting ready to go out, I received a horrifying text message from my mother: “I started watching Tell Me Lies.” For any girl who just started college, if your mom sends you this same text, you should scream, panic, and very quickly change your family’s Hulu password.
A decade ago, Carly Rae Jepsen asked us to call her, maybe. And since then, we’ve left her on read, sent her to voicemail, and effectively ghosted her from the cultural consciousness. Now, ten years later, Jepsen’s new album, The Loneliest Time, is here, and it’s time for all of us to pick up the phone and give her a call.
Three women walk into a bar: one perjured herself on the stand, one had a pop–star career funded by her husband stealing money from his class–action victims, and one ran a telemarketing fraud scheme that targeted vulnerable groups. What do they have in common? They're all stars of Bravo’s Real Housewives franchise.
Put your right hand here. Try moving your hips down a little. This position looks odd.
In the years since 1988, the United States has seen an insurmountable amount of change. Same–sex marriage has become legal, the Chicago Cubs finally won their first World Series since 1908, and the iPhone was invented. But unlike the six U.S. Presidents, fourteen iterations of the iPhone, and 20 seasons of Keeping up with the Kardashians that have come and gone since 1988, one thing in American culture has stayed constant: Phantom of the Opera being on Broadway. On Feb. 18, 2023, that will no longer be true.
A year ago, if someone told any television executive that the hottest new comedy was going to be a half–hour sitcom on ABC, that executive would’ve had their assistant’s assistant laugh in that person’s face, and for good reason. Until the premiere of ABC’s Abbott Elementary, nearly every new network sitcom in the last ten years has been dead on arrival. And even if shows like Young Sheldon and The Conners are able to maintain a consistent viewership, Abbott Elementary is the one being watched and adored by all of Hollywood for its nearly impossible feat of being successful both commercially and critically on a network.
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