VIBE: Oscar Party
Tomorrow kicks off Oscar weekend. You know that means the end of an exhausting year for me. Flying to premiers, hob nobbing with the faboosh, interview after interview. I mean, it really does take a toll. I'm going to pull an Adele and fuck off for the next 4 or 5 years. I only wish this was my life. Instead I'm in a sweater that was destroyed by some extreme laundering, hair that has gone unwashed for 4 days and makeup caked on my glasses. Thrilling times folks, thrilling times. If I were going to a fab Oscar party I would wear sequins and stella and take Alexander along for the night.
