One year ago today the nation’s world fell apart when the news of Kim Woodburn’s death destroyed our universe. Not a day goes by without thinking of our Kim
Complaining about nightlife when you *checks notes* choose to live in Soho is like living in South Kensington and complaining about the museums. Or moving to Hackney and grumbling about creatives. Living in Richmond and hating green space. It's all getting a bit silly, isn't it?
Reminder that these girls use Taylor as the blueprint for an “artistic peak”. If it doesn't have hyper-specific storytelling, or if it's not a basic piano/guitar pop song, they can't process it. Anything with complex production confuses them
there’s some kind of glitch on this United in-flight entertainment system, so instead of a plane the progress icon on the flight map is the pitchfork-spiked stiletto from the devil wears prada