The Supreme Court, The Witch, and Margot Robbie's Wardrobe
Plus the wildfire in Canada that's DESPERATE for attenzioné
Every night since the Barbie movie was announced, before I lay my head down to sleep, I have been on my knees (and I don’t even be on my knees like that because I am a Christian!) and I have prayed to the universe that I would wake up, do a big stretch, and open my phone to photos of Margot Robbie finally serving. I had faith in the possibility of her turning at least ONE look, it was inevitable, right? WRONG.
Every morning, I wake up to an empty plate, and nothing has been served. I don’t feel comfortable eating here no more. The obsession with pulling archive/vintage looks despite them being the furthest thing from her style? Why am I being punished?
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