Hey People!
Are celebrities really more interesting than regular people?
We talk about them like we know them. We read everything we
can get our hands on about them. We’re sad for them when they’re
going through a tough breakup and happy for them when
they get married or win an Oscar. We criticize their hairstyles,
we notice when they gain or lose weight. We even fantasize
about being friends with them. And sure, they have amazing
clothes, lots of houses, and an open invitation to all the hot new
restaurants. But so do we. The truth is, the only thing that
makes famous people interesting is that they’re famous.
Unless of course they really are interesting, like . . . well
me, for instance.
Are celebrities really more interesting than regular people?
We talk about them like we know them. We read everything we
can get our hands on about them. We’re sad for them when they’re
going through a tough breakup and happy for them when
they get married or win an Oscar. We criticize their hairstyles,
we notice when they gain or lose weight. We even fantasize
about being friends with them. And sure, they have amazing
clothes, lots of houses, and an open invitation to all the hot new
restaurants. But so do we. The truth is, the only thing that
makes famous people interesting is that they’re famous.
Unless of course they really are interesting, like . . . well
me, for instance.
Your e-mail
Q: Dear GG,
I’m just worried about my sister. She had a huge party in
Brooklyn last night and a lot of shit went down. Chances are
you were there. Is she okay?
--rb
A: Dear rb,
She looked too pissed off when she kicked us all out to be permanenty scarred. We girls are pretty resilient. Although her
lip may take some time to heal, and she could definitely use
some help with her clean-up.
--GG
Q: Dear GG,
Don’t you think its kind of rude to, like, join a really exclusive
sisterhood that really means something to the other members
and then, like, totally never even call the people or anything
again? I mean, why join in the first place?
--myowngrl
A: Dear myowngrl,
Didn’t you ever do anything you regretted?
--GG
if you want to ask some questions or send some e-mails, message me and i will put them up.
Sighting
S and J in Bendel’s shopping to their hearts
content while J’s friend E dutifully schlepped the
bags. B introducing her new baby sister, Yale, to
Barney’s show department, where everybody knows her name.
N last spotted playing lacrosse and smoking it up in Central Park.
D sitting alone in a Williamsburg diner late
at night, writing. A love poem for V, perhaps?
S and J in Bendel’s shopping to their hearts
content while J’s friend E dutifully schlepped the
bags. B introducing her new baby sister, Yale, to
Barney’s show department, where everybody knows her name.
N last spotted playing lacrosse and smoking it up in Central Park.
D sitting alone in a Williamsburg diner late
at night, writing. A love poem for V, perhaps?
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