Margot Robbie *Allegedly* Reads My Tweets

She's saurrr obsessed with Meech

For those of you who follow me on Twitter and Instagram, you are aware that I had a most tragic run-in with domestic terrorism on my trip to Dublin last week where I went for an autumnal holiday, but also to write/film something special for this newsletter. However, I returned back to New York just over 48 hours later because of said incident, but we will unpack it later in the week.

Willa Ford once said “With great power, comes great responsibility” and so when I open up that Twitter app, I open it like Mariah Carey in 2018—I proceed with caution, because lots of celebrities and easily influenced fashion disasters follow me, and I think to myself—what would Princess Diana, or my four years old daughter say if she saw my tweets fifteen years from now? And then I continue to tweet about how much I need James Marsden to meet me in a room in which there are no others. But besides that—one thing is for certain—Margot Robbie be reading my tweets, chile.

Photo of Margot trying to get a signal to see my tweets