Nicole Scherzinger Wins Tony & Ascends to Broadway Olympus, Crying, Screaming, Throwing Glitter

June 9, 2025

Nicole Scherzinger just won Best Actress in a Musical at the 2025 Tony Awards, and somewhere in the distance, a Pussycat Doll just purred with pride.

The crowd at Radio City Music Hall basically levitated when Nicole Mariah-Carey-walked her way to the stage to collect her sparkly new trophy. She beat out a legendary gang of divas — including Audra “Tony Collector Pokémon” McDonald, Jasmine Amy Rogers from Boop (yes, that’s a real musical and not a Teletubby reboot), and double diva doom-duo Megan Hilty and Jennifer Simard from Death Becomes Her — to take the crown. Yes, it was bloodbath-level Broadway drama and we loved every second.

And who handed her the award? OPRAH. ACTUAL OPRAH WINFREY. The woman who gives out cars gave Nicole a career milestone instead. Iconic.

Once onstage, Nicole went full emotional breakdown (in the chicest way possible). Mascara was wept off. Voices cracked. Theater ghosts from the 1800s wept in the rafters. She told the crowd:

“Growing up, I always felt like I didn’t belong. But you all have made me feel like I belong, and I have come home, at last.”

I mean, if your therapist didn’t just collapse from joy hearing that, are you even in your healing era?

She also shouted out director Jamie Lloyd, the dark wizard of avant-garde revivals, saying:

“Jamie Lloyd, you saw in me what know one else did.”

(And yes, we’re going to let “know one” slide because she just WON A TONY and was in the middle of an emotional Shakespearean moment, okay?!)

She thanked him for making her Sunset Blvd dreams come true, and basically admitted he turned her into the Norma Desmond of Gen Z — but with better abs.

Also important: She performed at the show and apparently left half the audience in spiritual cardiac arrest. TikTok thirst accounts are reportedly being flooded. You’ve been warned.

✨Final PSA: The revival closes July 20, so run — don’t speedwalk — to buy tickets, sell your blood plasma if you must. This is your Roman Empire now.

Nicole Scherzinger is officially a Broadway legend. And to that we say:

🎭 Don’t cha wish your girlfriend was a Tony winner too? 🎭

"I always felt like I didn't belong, but you all have made me feel like I belong and I have come home at last." – Nicole Scherzinger during her acceptance speech at the 2025 #TonyAwards pic.twitter.com/FalCIOKccf

— The Hollywood Reporter (@THR) June 9, 2025

🚨 BROADWAY WAS CRISSED! 🚨 Darren Criss & His Singing Robot Army DOMINATE the 2025 Tonys Like It’s the Musical Olympics

June 9, 2025

Darren Criss just pulled up to the 2025 Tony Awards like a glittery wrecking ball made of Broadway dreams, daddy energy, and Tony-shaped chaos. And let’s just say… the man did not come to play. He came to slay, sing, and take home shiny metal trophies like they were Pokémon.

Criss, 38, crowned the King of Jazz Hands™, scored his first ever Tony Award for Best Leading Actor in a Musical—which is basically Broadway speak for “You made us cry, scream, and throw money at the stage.” And what show helped him do that? Maybe Happy Ending—a musical so emotional, so weird, so robotically romantic that it won SIX Tonys and possibly gained sentience backstage.

Let’s break this down like we’re doing interpretive dance in jazz shoes:

🏆 Best Musical
🎭 Best Actor in a Musical (yes, Mr. Criss himself)
🎤 Best Original Score (because duh)
📖 Best Book of a Musical (who knew robot love stories could read like poetry?)
🎬 Best Direction (Michael Arden = Broadway daddy directing supreme)
🌇 Best Scenic Design (yes, they made a stage that literally glows with heartbreak and LED tears)

And wait—Darren also won a SECOND Tony because he’s a producer on the show. That’s right, he pulled a double whammy. It’s giving multi-hyphenate. It’s giving Tony hoarder. It’s giving “I’m gonna need a second shelf.”

But the REAL MVP of the night? Darren’s wife, Mia. He gave a tearjerker of a speech that had people sobbing into their playbills, saying:

“The real hero here is my wife Mia, who let me go full robot dad on stage while she raised our actual children like the superhero she is. She made it logistically possible, emotionally stable, and spiritually gorgeous.”

He called her the “pedestal that upholds the shiny spinny bit in our lives,” which is either a Tony trophy or a cosmic Beyblade metaphor. Either way, we stan.

During the show, Darren took to the stage to belt “Never Fly Away” with co-stars Helen J. Shen and Dez Duron (who collectively served vocals, vibes, and enough charisma to cause an East Coast blackout). Also spotted: Marcus Choi, whose cheekbones and presence deserve their own award.

Wanna witness the robo-romance live? RUN, DON’T TAP DANCE, to get tickets to Maybe Happy Ending before Darren’s final bow on August 31. But don’t worry—tickets are on sale through January 2026, because Broadway is dramatic but not cruel.

Darren Criss is now legally a Tony winner, a Broadway robot dad, and probably the only man who could make crying about artificial intelligence look hot.

✨ THEATER! EMOTION! LASERS! ✨ Go see it.

BREAKING: Captain America Becomes Captain Romance, Proposes in Portuguese, Panic Sweats Included 🇵🇹💍

June 8, 2025

Chris Evans, a.k.a. America’s Sweater-Wearing Boyfriend™, just revealed how he proposed to his now-wife, actual goddess on Earth Alba Baptista — and y’all, it’s giving international telenovela realness.

Picture this: Chris, age 43, peak handsomeness, waking up in Boston, flipping pancakes while mumbling “Queres casar comigo?” over and over like a man possessed — which, spoiler alert, means “Will you marry me?” in Portuguese and not a spell from Hogwarts, though it kinda worked like one.

In a wildly charming overshare at the NYC premiere of his new movie Materialists (which we assume is about very expensive emotional damage), Chris told The Knot that he basically downloaded Duolingo Premium for love. 💚🦉 “I practiced so much I was accidentally whispering it while making eggs,” he confessed, fully living his rom-com main character moment. “I thought I’d say it smoothly, but I panicked and probably said something like ‘Do you want to furniture with me forever?’”

Chaos? Yes. Cute? Absolutely. Did it work? OBVIOUSLY. She said yes, cried (probably), and they got hitched in not one but TWO weddings because one wedding isn’t enough when you’re this level of elite. The first was at their super secret Boston base, and the second was a fairy tale moment back in Portugal, where they presumably rode away on a pastel de nata-powered Vespa.

Moral of the story? If Captain America can butcher Portuguese mid-proposal and still get the girl, there is hope for the rest of us sweaty, nervous love muffins. ✨

Somewhere, the ghost of a Portuguese grandma is weeping joyful tears into her bacalhau. 🇵🇹💘

@theknot it would’ve worked on us 💍🥰 we were thrilled to talk proposals with Chris Evans on the red carpet for #Materialists! #ChrisEvans #proposal #a24 ♬ original sound – The Knot

🎬💥BREAKING: Idris Elba and John Cena Go Full Spy Daddy Mode in ‘Heads of State’—And Priyanka Chopra’s There to Slap Sense Into Everyone!💥🎬

June 8, 2025

A new trailer just dropped for Heads of State, the most unhinged, action-packed, politically chaotic bromance of the year—and baby, it’s exploding onto Prime Video like John Cena through drywall.

Starring:

– Idris “Luther But Presidential” Elba
– John “You Literally Can’t See Me But I’m Here to Save the World” Cena
– Priyanka “Actually Has a Brain Cell” Chopra Jonas

Plot? We got one. Sorta.
Imagine if the U.K. Prime Minister (Elba) and the U.S. President (Cena) were basically two divorced dads fighting over who gets custody of the nuclear codes. Now imagine they’re being hunted by an evil mastermind who probably hates democracy and oat milk. The only way to survive? Team up. Reluctantly. Like very reluctantly. Like “this feels like a buddy cop movie written by caffeine goblins” reluctantly.

Enter Priyanka Chopra Jonas as MI6 agent Noel Bisset, who has the patience of a saint and the deadliness of a well-dressed cobra. She’s tasked with babysitting these two chaos gremlins as they zigzag across the globe trying to stop whatever villainy is trending this week.

Also featuring a support cast of legends:
– Carla Gugino (probably the only other adult in the room)
– Jack Quaid (fresh off being traumatized in The Boys)
– Stephen Root, Sarah Niles, Richard Coyle, and Paddy Considine (a.k.a. British Actors™ for serious spice)

💣Heads of State explodes onto Prime Video July 2nd, just in time for fireworks, hot dogs, and watching Idris Elba and John Cena try not to kill each other and democracy.

📺 So cancel your plans, order three tubs of popcorn, and get ready to witness what happens when testosterone meets international diplomacy—with Priyanka there to roll her eyes through all of it.

🚨This summer, the world is on fire… and the only hose we’ve got is Idris Elba and John Cena in matching suits. LET’S GOOOOO. 💥👔🔥

BREAKING: ABC News Yeets Terry Moran Into the Suspension Void After He Roasts Stephen Miller Like a Thanksgiving Turkey

June 8, 2025

We’ve got a live one. Legendary ABC News correspondent Terry Moran just pulled a digital mic-drop that got him yeeted right into temporary unemployment. Why? Because he called Stephen Miller, former Trump whisperer and unlicensed Nosferatu impersonator, a “world-class hater.” And honestly? The internet is still clutching its pearls.

It all went down on Saturday night (June 7), when 65-year-old Moran took to X (formerly known as Twitter, but still emotionally Twitter) and decided to spill the steaming, radioactive tea.

Here’s what he basically said (paraphrased by a raccoon with a thesaurus):
“Stephen Miller isn’t the brain of Trumpism—he’s the bile duct. The man doesn’t just hate, he feasts on it. He marinates in it. Hate is his pre-workout, his moisturizer, his soul food. He’s not a policy wonk. He’s a hate sommelier.”

Moran then upped the shade levels to DEFCON 1 by comparing Trump and Miller’s flavors of hate. Trump? Hates stuff for attention. Miller? Hates like it’s his religion. (Insert Gregorian chant of pure loathing here.)

Now, ABC News—always aiming for that middle ground between chaos and calm—was like, “Um, babe… no.” They issued a very formal, very beige statement saying:

“ABC News stands for objectivity and impartiality in its news coverage and does not condone subjective personal attacks on others.”

Translation: “Stop flaming public figures like you’re a 2006 YouTube comment section.”

So, they gave Terry a little desk vacation (a.k.a. suspension pending review) to think about what he’s done. Possibly in a room with no Wi-Fi and only a stack of HR pamphlets for company.

Now, before you think this is just some rookie reporter letting his thumbs go rogue—NOPE. Terry has been with ABC since 1997. He’s reported on 9/11, the Iraq War, presidential elections, and even sat down with Trump in the Oval Office like a boss. But apparently, all it takes is one spicy late-night post to get put in commentator time-out.

Oh, and you know who else wasn’t thrilled? The White House. VP JD Vance and friends said, “Get this man!”—and ABC was like, “Okayyy, fine!”

So for now, Terry Moran is benched, Miller’s hairline remains undefeated, and ABC News is trying to clean the scorch marks off its brand.

Stay tuned—because in the wild world of political journalism, someone’s always about to hit “Post” when they really shouldn’t. 💅🫖

BREAKING: ABC News Yeets Terry Moran Into the Suspension Void After He Roasts Stephen Miller Like a Thanksgiving Turkey

Prince William Swims Solo into Monaco for a Super Serious Oceanic Showdown 🐠🌊🐚

June 8, 2025

Prince William has entered the chat. The 42-year-old royal hottie (and full-time future king, part-time dolphin whisperer) dipped his noble toes into Monaco’s Gimaldi Forum on June 8 to talk about something very urgent, very blue, and very wet: THE OCEAN. 🐳💦

And no, he didn’t bring Kate. He didn’t bring the kids. He didn’t even bring a beach towel. This was strictly William vs. Oceanic Doom: Monaco Drift.

Striding into the Blue Economy and Finance Forum like a Bond villain with a climate agenda, Prince Wills dropped a speech that had the French President, the Costa Rican President, and Prince Albert of Monaco nodding along like they were at a very posh TED Talk under the sea.

“We are all connected to the ocean,” said William, absolutely nailing his impression of a marine biologist who also owns a crown. “We’ve made memories there… explored… relied on it for food and vibes.”

But then — plot twist! — he turned serious. Like, “put your wine down and listen” serious.
“The ocean feels far away, so we forget it’s literally keeping us alive,” he added, casually throwing shade at humanity’s collective forgetfulness while dressed like a nautical GQ cover.

He revealed the tea: Only 3% of the ocean is protected. THREE. PERCENT. That’s basically just one fancy fish in a velvet rope section while the rest of marine life is out there raw-dogging pollution.

Wills wants 30% of land and sea protected by 2030 — which, if you’re bad at math, is a LOT more than 3%. 👀

Also, sidebar: King Charles is still doing battle with cancer, so William is now out here carrying the royal schedule on his royal shoulders while saving the literal planet. No pressure.

Oh, and because the royal media team knows how to serve, they also released a cinematic crossover we didn’t know we needed: Sir David Attenborough x Prince William: Ocean Edition. Think “Planet Earth” but with more crown jewels and fewer penguins.

So yes, the monarchy is still working — and this time, it’s for the fish. 🐡👑🌍

Stay tuned for Prince Harry’s follow-up, where he protects the rainforest by doing yoga with a toucan.

Prince William Swims Solo into Monaco for a Super Serious Oceanic Showdown 🐠🌊🐚

Dakota Johnson Screams “SHUT UP!” at Seth Meyers Before He Spoils Her Movie, and Honestly, Same

June 8, 2025

Dakota Johnson is out here protecting spoilers like they’re national secrets. The 35-year-old high priestess of deadpan humor and Fifty Shades shenanigans popped into Late Night With Seth Meyers on Thursday (June 5), only for the night to turn into a full-blown SpoilerGate 2025.

Dakota was there being her usual cool-girl-don’t-care-except-I-totally-care self to chat about her new movie Materialists, aka “Rich People Problems: The Film.” But then! Seth started running his mouth and tiptoeing into spoiler territory like a caffeinated raccoon.

He started going off about how the final shot of Materialists gave him all the ~~artsy~~ feels, comparing it to Celine Song’s last movie, Past Lives (you know, the one that turned everyone into a crying existential mess). He was just vibing, but Dakota cut in like a glamorous assassin with a single-word warning:

“Shut up.”
Not whispered. Not muttered. Full-on verbal fencing foil to the face. SHUT. UP.

Naturally, Seth tried to backpedal like a kid who just got caught sneaking snacks before dinner:
“I’m not saying anything! I’m just saying it’s cool.”
Sure, Jan.

Then they launched into a wildly unserious back-and-forth about Dakota allegedly never seeing Past Lives before agreeing to star in Materialists. Seth teased her like a messy little gremlin:
“You called her up, you’re like, ‘Your last one stunk, but I think I can get you on track.’”
To which Dakota responded with that smirking energy of someone who’s definitely either trolling you or inviting you to join her cult.

She confessed she’s “obsessed” with director Celine Song in the way most of us are obsessed with iced coffee and Instagram filters:

“No, I’m really in love with her, and her brain, and her heart, and her soul. I’m obsessed with her.”

Honestly, same.

Apparently, Dakota didn’t even know she was being considered for the role. She just went to the meeting like, “Haha, this is cute,” and then boom—Celine was like, “Tag, you’re it.”

Now let’s talk about Materialists, the movie that Dakota tried (and sort of failed) to protect from blabbermouth Seth. She plays a chic NYC matchmaker who gets emotionally tug-o-war’d between Pedro Pascal as Mr. Right and Chris Evans as Mr. Chaos in Sweatpants. Do you smell that? It’s the aroma of drama, couture, and abs.

The movie hits theaters Friday the 13th (spooky romance vibes?), and if you even think about spoiling the last scene, Dakota will personally apparate into your living room and hiss “shut up” with the power of 1,000 cool girls.

Watch the chaos unfold above, and remember: Friends don’t let friends spoil endings. Especially when Dakota’s watching.

Dylan O’Brien Debuts Moustache That Could Start a Cult at Tribeca 2025, Also Premieres a Movie or Whatever

June 8, 2025

Dylan O’Brien has a mustache now. Yes, that’s right. The boy from Teen Wolf has officially graduated to Moustache Daddy™ at the 2025 Tribeca Film Festival. Somewhere, Tom Selleck just whispered, “Finally, a worthy heir.”

Dylan, 33 and thriving like a houseplant in indirect sunlight, rolled up to the Village East Cinema in NYC on June 7 looking like a hipster substitute teacher on summer break. He wore a breezy blue button-down and shorts so wildly striped they could trigger vertigo in pigeons. Joining him was James Sweeney, co-star, writer, and director of their new film Twinless, who clearly got the matching memo and showed up in a coordinated striped shirt. The vibes were: “We bought these on the same Etsy shop and now we are emotionally bonded forever.”

Now, Twinless isn’t just your average indie film. No, no. It’s a double Dylan situation. That’s right—he plays two roles. Roman and Rocky. One of them dies (spoiler: Rocky), and Roman is left to vibe solo in Portland, Oregon with grief, existential dread, and likely a houseplant named Kevin.

Naturally, Roman copes the way any tragically handsome man in an A24-core indie would: he joins a support group for sad twins, meets a fellow emotionally wobbly bro named Dennis (played by Sweeney), and they go on a bromantic journey of healing, tears, and possibly spooning in flannel. The film is being called “deep,” “raw,” and “emotionally devastating, but in a hot way.”

And if that’s not enough to sell you a ticket, Dylan casually mentioned in an interview that he was given a “gay scale” to help guide his performance. Not a script note. Not a vision board. A gay scale. We have questions. Is it from 1 to Elton John? Is there glitter involved? Did Lady Gaga personally calibrate it?

Anyway, Twinless is expected to hit theaters later this year, just in time for award season and your seasonal identity crisis. But for now, let’s all take a moment to appreciate Dylan O’Brien’s glorious ‘stache and its brave mission: bringing chaotic bisexual professor energy to the red carpet, one striped short at a time. 🌈🎬🧔‍♂️

Dylan O’Brien Debuts Moustache That Could Start a Cult at Tribeca 2025, Also Premieres a Movie or Whatever

BREAKING: Travis Kelce & Taylor Swift Crash a Wedding in Tennessee and Steal the Spotlight (and Possibly the Cake)

June 7, 2025

Move over bride and groom — Traylor just turned your rustic Tennessee farm wedding into a Met Gala with cows.

Yes, our favorite NFL tight end and global pop princess just casually dropped in on cousin Tanner Corum’s wedding like it was no biggie. Meanwhile, the rest of us are out here wondering why our plus-one is still our cat.

The setting? Knoxville, Tennessee — a charming little spot just a short drive from Nashville, and apparently now the official epicenter of chaotic celebrity wedding cameos.

Travis showed up in what we can only describe as Yeehaw Business Casual™ — tan slacks, a plaid shirt that said “I’m just a humble farm boy who can bench press a tractor,” and shoes that whispered, “My girlfriend’s a billionaire.”

Taylor? Oh honey. Miss Swift materialized in a pastel floral strapless midi dress that looked like it was sewn together by bluebirds and sponsored by a Jane Austen fever dream. The girl looked like a walking Pinterest board. Sundress season? She invented it.

Photos began to emerge faster than Swifties decoding Easter eggs. Travis’ cousin Ashton posted snaps of the iconic duo, surrounded by family, mason jars, and a suspiciously photogenic goat (not confirmed).

Another guest, a blessed soul named Cheyenne Wade Rust (aka the luckiest woman in Tennessee), shared her own pics and dropped this instant classic caption:

“Still can’t believe we met Taylor while celebrating the Corums! She was as kind, down-to-earth, and lovely as you’d hope. What a surreal, sparkly moment I’ll never forget.”

Girl. Same. We too would’ve melted into a rhinestone puddle on that barn floor.

And now the internet’s in shambles, the wedding has a resale value higher than a Super Bowl ticket, and Tanner & Samantha? Probably legally changing their names to Mr. and Mrs. Featuring Taylor Swift.

Moral of the story:
Always RSVP to cousin weddings. You never know when Taylor Swift might be two-stepping next to the potato salad. 💐🎤🏈

See the photos before your aunt prints them on a throw pillow — HERE.

BREAKING: Travis Kelce & Taylor Swift Crash a Wedding in Tennessee and Steal the Spotlight (and Possibly the Cake)

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🚨Colombian Chaos: Senator Shot, Drama Ensues, Democracy Clutches Its Pearls🚨

June 7, 2025

The political telenovela that no one asked for just dropped a wild mid-season twist.

Over the weekend, Colombian presidential hopeful and full-time chaos magnet Miguel Uribe Turbay found himself in a very non-metaphorical crossfire while shaking hands and kissing babies in Bogotá’s Fontibón district. Yes, amigos, he got shot. Like, actual gunfire, not Twitter shade.

The 39-year-old senator (and now accidental action movie protagonist) was mid-campaign hustle when some absolute menace decided to turn his event into a live episode of Narcos: Election Edition. Boom. Gunshots. Screaming. Panic. Probably someone dropping an arepa. CNN says he’s currently in emergency care while the entire city of Bogotá collectively screamed, “¡¿Qué está pasando?!”

Mayor Carlos Galán hit the “panic button” and activated the entire hospital network—translation: every ER, nurse, doctor, and candy-striper in a 20-mile radius got a group text.

The alleged shooter? Arrested. Fast. Like, faster-than-Colombian-coffee fast. And if that wasn’t enough drama, President Gustavo Petro logged on to Twitter/X (or whatever we’re calling it now) to deliver a heart-wrenching eulogy that felt one part Shakespeare, one part telenovela soliloquy:

“I don’t know how to ease your pain. It is the pain of a mother lost, and of a wounded homeland.”

Someone give this man a writing deal, STAT.

Then came the government’s official statement—a 12-course buffet of words that basically said, “This is not just an attack on Miguel. This is an attack on democracy, free speech, and everyone’s right to post cringe campaign videos online without getting shot.”

They doubled down with:

“We condemn this nonsense!”
“Violence? In 2025? Grow up.”
“We stand with Miguel and his squad. Period.”
“Please, let’s not turn Colombia into the Hunger Games, ok?”

The finale of the statement called for unity, peace, dialogue, and probably a group hug, while low-key reminding everyone that elections should be battles of ideas, not bullets.

Miguel Uribe Turbay is still fighting the good fight (literally and figuratively), and the rest of the nation is watching like it’s the final season of House of Cards: Cartagena Edition.

More updates as this political novela continues—hopefully with less gunfire and more democracy. 💥🗳️🕊️

🔴 El Gobierno Nacional rechaza de manera categórica y contundente el atentado del que fue víctima en las últimas horas el senador de la República, Miguel Uribe Turbay. pic.twitter.com/xeOaiklifu

— Presidencia Colombia 🇨🇴 (@infopresidencia) June 7, 2025

Kristin Davis Finally Sets the Record Straight: Did She Date Chris Noth or Did She Just Totally Not?

June 7, 2025

Charlotte York is speaking out, y’all. The one and only Kristin Davis is here to finally address the juicy rumor that’s been hotter than a cosmopolitan on a Saturday night: Did she, or did she not date her Sex and the City co-star Chris Noth?

I know, I know—it’s been a long, winding journey of will they, won’t they, with us poor innocent viewers left to wonder if Charlotte and Big’s on-screen chemistry was actually a smoldering fire behind the scenes. So, naturally, on the Are You A Charlotte? podcast, Kristin decided to put the whole thing to bed once and for all—because, apparently, after all these years, it was still bugging people.

Cue dramatic music.

Kristin, 60, was chatting with the queen of all things hot girl energy, Megan Thee Stallion, when the topic of Chris Noth (aka Mr. Big) came up. Kristin dropped some major tea when she said, “Charlotte was pro-Big, so I was pro-Big.” But then—plot twist—Megan, being the icon that she is, responded with, “I’m not pro-Big. I hate Big,” which… honestly, same.

Anyway, Kristin then shared the moment on Instagram, and, as always, the people had questions. One fan, being super polite and not at all prying, asked, “Ma’am, didn’t you date him??”

Kristin, ever the icon, did not hesitate for even a second. In the least cryptic way possible, she shot back with the absolute, unambiguous truth: “No i didnit!!!” (Yes, with the extra “i” to make sure we really, really get it.)

And that’s the tea, guys. She didn’t date him. She’s just the girl who will always love Mr. Big on screen, but off-screen? She’s as single as a Sex and the City metaphor about independence.

Kristin didn’t stop there though—oh no. In a recent group interview with her co-stars Sarah Jessica Parker and Cynthia Nixon, the trio reflected on their time filming Sex and the City, but one thing’s for sure: No Chris Noth romance happened. Sorry, people.

The moral of the story? If Charlotte didn’t date Big, maybe there’s hope for the rest of us.

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Chris Martin’s Post-Breakup Tour: Promoting Dakota Johnson’s Movie Like a Boss

June 7, 2025

If it isn’t Chris Martin, the Coldplay king, once again making sure the world knows that despite breaking up with Dakota Johnson (again?), Materialists is the must-see movie of the year.

Here’s the tea: Earlier this week, gossip (the juicy, delicious kind) had it that Chris, 48, and Dakota, 35, had called it quits. Sources were all like, “Oh, it’s definitely final this time,” as if they could read the stars or something. But guess what? Chris is doing what any self-respecting ex would do—pushing his ex’s latest project like it’s the last bottle of champagne at an influencer brunch.

At Coldplay’s glam Vegas concert on June 6, Chris took a moment (because he’s THAT nice) to remind the crowd that while his relationship with Dakota might be over, her new movie Materialists is here to live on forever.

“Thank you so much everybody. Be kind to yourself, be kind to each other. And don’t forget to go see Materialists! We love you!” Chris yelled into the mic, as if Dakota was listening from backstage, checking her watch and thinking, “Awww, that’s my guy…who’s also my ex.”

And let’s not forget, this wasn’t even the first time he gave the movie a shoutout. On June 1, a few days before we all heard the sad news of their split, he casually mentioned, “Hey, go watch Dakota’s movie, no big deal,” because, why wouldn’t you promote your ex’s movie when you’ve just broken up? Nothing says “I’m over it” like helping her climb the Hollywood ladder.

At this point, we can only imagine Dakota at the premiere, texting her friends like, “So, we’re promoting my film post-breakup now, huh? It’s like a weirdly supportive ex situation, but okay, whatever works.”

So yeah, whether they’re officially over or just “on a break” (Ross Geller-style), one thing’s for sure: Dakota’s movie is getting the press and the love from Chris. They may not be dating anymore, but Materialists? Now that’s eternal.

Oh, and for those of you waiting for the official word on whether they’ve broken up, don’t hold your breath. Chris and Dakota are keeping it mysteriously mum. Like, too cool for school mysterious. In the meantime, Materialists hits theaters on June 13—be there or be square!

@audrhi I don’t think Chris Martin and Dakota Johnson are broken up. He just promoted her new movie. Maybe to clap back at all the tabloid stories! #Coldplay ♬ original sound – rhiannon rae

Miley Cyrus Spills the Tea on Her Wild Ways: Lying to Accountants and “Vintage Clothes” to Cover Up Her Real Spending

June 7, 2025

Miley Cyrus just dropped a bombshell that’s wilder than a wrecking ball in a china shop!

In a truly eye-popping interview, the 32-year-old “Something Beautiful” diva casually admitted she pulled off the ultimate con against her accountant—and it’s hilarious. Apparently, during the making of her 2015 album Miley Cyrus & Her Dead Petz (you know, the one with a title that sounds like a goth band’s first mixtape), Miley had a little, shall we say, spending situation. And how did she handle it? With the finesse of a con artist who majored in “What’s a Tax Write-Off?”

Miley legitimately told her accountant she was buying vintage clothes… but the clothes? Not so vintage. Definitely not. According to Miley, she’d buy drugs with the money, then invent an elaborate backstory about her “collectible” fashion. She’d say, “Oh, I bought a $15,000 original John Lennon T-shirt,” and when her accountant asked about it, she’d casually reply, “Oh, it’s upstairs, gathering dust. Totally vintage stuff, you know?”

When the accountant pressed further, Miley would backpedal like a pro: “Yeah, I’m keeping them upstairs in storage because, you know, delicate fabric. I need to protect it.”

Miley says she bought so much “vintage clothing” that year, like, so much that her wardrobe must’ve looked like a pop-up museum of rock ‘n’ roll chaos. Meanwhile, her accountant was likely googling “is $15k for a t-shirt reasonable?” and crying into a calculator.

Then, just when you think this tale couldn’t get more outlandish, Miley threw in a little reflection about surviving her wild years: “I’m SO glad I survived that time in my life. It’s like a miracle, honestly. If there’s anything I’d recommend, it’s… don’t do what I did. Like, ever. But hey, I’m here! So, yay me.”

So there you have it—Miley Cyrus, master of fabricating the ultimate vintage lifestyle, only to eventually survive her own personal tornado. If you’re wondering whether she’s got any regrets? Nah, she’s living proof that even wild times can lead to glittering glories. Just… maybe keep an eye on your accountant, just in case.

Miley Cyrus Storms Tribeca in a See-Through Gown & Rockstar Glory—Premieres Visual Album ‘Something Beautiful’ Like a Pop Queen Possessed

June 7, 2025

🚨BREAKING: Miley Cyrus has officially re-entered her Empress Era™, and the streets of New York may never emotionally recover.

On Friday night (aka glittery chaos o’clock), our queen of reinvention, chaos, and high-octane vocal cords, Miley “Mesh Dress Mayhem” Cyrus, showed up at the 2025 Tribeca Film Festival serving sheer brilliance—literally. Like, the mesh gown was so see-through, the WiFi signal improved for half of Manhattan. Elon Musk reportedly tried to connect.

She was there to premiere her new visual album slash cinematic fever dream, Something Beautiful, and oh honey—it was not just beautiful. It was spiritual. It was sparkly. It was Miley, barefoot on the astral plane, whispering sweet nothings into the universe’s ear while wearing designer mesh.

✨ And what’s a glam entrance without backup? Miley brought her mama bear, Tish Cyrus, who was all sparkles and proud mom smiles—serving “Hollywood Witch Goes to the Met Gala” vibes in a glittery black gown. Together, they looked like the final boss fight at a very luxurious moon ritual.

After slaying the carpet and emotionally destroying everyone with her film, Miley was seen arm-in-arm with her rockstar boyfriend Maxx Morando, headed to the Crane Club Steakhouse for what we assume was either a romantic dinner or a plot twist for the sequel to her visual album. Steak? Probably. Dessert? Definitely. Paparazzi? Swarming like moths to a Gucci flame.

Oh, and just for your fashion thirst: Miley was dipped in Boucheron, which is basically code for “more expensive than your car, your rent, and your emotional baggage combined.”

Miley Cyrus is back, baby. She’s got a new album, a man, a mesh gown, and the power of Beyoncé-level confidence wrapped in chaotic pop star energy. Hide your wigs. Hide your steak. Miley’s making everything beautiful again—one sheer look at a time.

🌟👑✨

Miley Cyrus Storms Tribeca in a See-Through Gown & Rockstar Glory—Premieres Visual Album ‘Something Beautiful’ Like a Pop Queen Possessed

Beyoncé’s Pants Try to Quit Mid-Show, But She Yeehawed Them Back Into Place Like a Fashion Wrangler

June 6, 2025

BREAKING NEWS from the Wild Wild Beyoncé West: Queen Bey’s chaps tried to betray her on stage… and FAILED.

It was a majestic Thursday night (June 5) in London, where fog is a personality trait and tea is a birthright. Beyoncé, the intergalactic empress of excellence (and wearer of boots that have seen more rhinestones than Dolly Parton’s closet), galloped into Tottenham Hotspur Stadium for the first of six London shows on her Cowboy Carter Tour—a.k.a. the tour where country goes couture.

But hold your horses—drama alert. While slaying “I’m That Girl” (because, obviously, she is that girl), Bey had a showdown with her own outfit. In a shocking turn of events, her glittery golden chaps decided to exit stage left. Just slipped right off her divine Bey-thighs like they were trying to go solo.

Did Beyoncé panic? Cry? Pause for even a millisecond?

LOL. As if.

Without missing a single beat (or hair flip), she sashayed, slid, and snatched those rebellious chaps back into place like the glamorous cowgirl ninja she is. One of her backup dancers even jumped in for a high-speed chap-repair, securing the rogue pants with the precision of a NASA engineer on espresso.

The crowd? Shooketh. TikTok? Already turned the moment into a Beyoncé worship montage. The chaps? Humbled. Truly, this was the Beyoncé equivalent of slapping a wild bull into submission with a perfectly timed death drop.

And let’s not forget: just last month in New Jersey, Beyoncé broke records—plural. She’s not just a performer; she’s a time-traveling, genre-bending, malfunction-defying force of nature in a cowboy hat.

Moral of the story? Beyoncé doesn’t have wardrobe malfunctions. Clothes just occasionally forget who they’re dealing with. 👑🐝💥🐎

Yee. Haw.

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🚨TIME TO GET FREAKY… AGAIN!🚨

June 6, 2025

“Freakier Friday” is coming in hotter than a flat iron in 2003—and yes, Jake is back, baby! Chad Michael Murray has officially re-entered the chat, and yes, he’s still rocking that “I-write-poetry-on-my-drumset” energy.

🎬 TRAILER TEA: WHAT IN THE BODY-SWAP MULTIVERSE IS GOING ON?
So here’s the sitch: Anna (yes, still our queen Lindsay Lohan, older, wiser, and engaged, y’all) is about to marry hunky human golden retriever Eric Davies (played by certified snack Manny Jacinto, known for being too hot for both Heaven and Earth).

BUT—plot twist! A chaotic cosmic mix-up worthy of the Disney gods throws everything into shambles:
Anna and her mom Tess (played by the forever chaotic good Jamie Lee Curtis) do the iconic body swap again…
But wait—this time, they ALSO swap with the next generation: Anna’s daughter Harper (Julia Butters, tiny but dangerous) and Eric’s daughter Lily (Sophia Hammons, equally ready to stir the pot).
That’s four body swaps. Four people. One enormous mess. Math is not mathing and that’s why we love it.

👧👧 GEN ALPHA GIRLIES, ASSEMBLE!
Harper and Lily are not here for this wedding. No, ma’am. These 13-going-on-scheming besties decide the best way to stop their parents from marrying is… by resurrecting Anna’s first love. You guessed it: Jake.
Yes, THE Jake, the motorcycle-riding softboy who made flip phones sexy. Chad Michael “One Tree Hill Dreamboat” Murray is back and more confused than ever. The man walked into this sequel and said, “I thought we broke up in 2003… why am I in this movie?”

But don’t ask questions, just feel the nostalgia.

💫 CAMEOS & CHAOS
Also crashing this millennial fever dream:

Maitreyi Ramakrishnan, possibly playing a sassy barista with wisdom beyond her years.
Rosalind Chao, who probably knows how to reverse this curse but refuses to help until someone makes her a proper latte.
Vanessa Bayer, serving unhinged comedic energy as someone’s therapist, wedding planner, or medium (possibly all three).
Mark Harmon, who has been quietly collecting Disney paychecks since the Clinton administration.

🎉 THE VIBES:
Think: “Parent Trap” on edibles meets “Euphoria” but rated PG.
There’s body-swapping, ex-tracking, wedding-wrecking, and probably a lot of screaming in mirrors.
There’s drama. There’s trauma. There’s Jake, still brooding like it’s prom night in a 2004 CW pilot.

🎟️ FREAKIER FRIDAY drops in theaters August 8, just in time for Leo season. Grab your BFF, wear matching butterfly clips, and prepare to emotionally unravel with three generations of chaos queens.

Watch the trailer below. It’s freaky. It’s feral. It’s fabulous.
💅👯‍♀️🔥

Miley Cyrus & Maxx Morando Spotted in NYC Doing What All Power Couples Do—Looking Rich, Holding Hands, and Serving Looks

June 6, 2025

Queen of Reinvention™ Miley Cyrus has reemerged, hand-in-hand with her boyfriend Maxx Morando, and guess what? They’re out here strutting through New York City like the rock ‘n roll prom king and queen of the fashion multiverse.

The occasion? Oh, just a casual little soirée for Miley’s new album “Something Beautiful,” held at the Four Seasons Hotel—a venue so fancy even your credit score gets nervous walking past it.

Miley, age 32 but forever 22 in our hearts, descended from pop culture Olympus wearing what can only be described as a luxurious fever dream: a brown satin cone-bra dress (Jean Paul Gaultier is somewhere crying tears of joy), with black criss-cross lace detailing and a fringe skirt that screamed “I came here to sing, serve, and possibly cast a fashion spell.” Meanwhile, Maxx Morando was looking like a mysterious indie vampire prince in an all-black outfit, presumably stitched together by the ghost of Johnny Cash and a very chic warlock.

But wait—there’s more. Miley’s momager icon Tish Cyrus was also there, glowing with motherly pride and bling, joined by her new husband Dominic Purcell, a.k.a. the real-life human version of a rugged action movie DVD cover from 2006. This family doesn’t do anything less than a full glam entrance—even their emotional support water bottles probably have agents.

And just when you thought this was peak Miley behavior, let’s roll it back to last week, when she dropped her ninth (yes, NINTH) studio album and decided to celebrate not by going to a spa or throwing confetti in a private jet, but by making a surprise appearance at the Brooklyn queer fever dream known as 3 Dollar Bill. That’s right—she blessed a gay nightclub with her presence like some disco fairy godmother. Probably sang, danced, and caused three separate people to come out of the closet on the spot.

Miley Cyrus is in her New York era, her album drop empress era, her cone-bra enchantress era—and honestly, we’re just lucky to be witnessing it. Godspeed, Maxx. Hold that hand tight. You’re dating a living, breathing glitter-drenched cyclone of art, chaos, and fringe skirts.

Miley Cyrus & Maxx Morando Spotted in NYC Doing What All Power Couples Do—Looking Rich, Holding Hands, and Serving Looks

Olivia Rodrigo Becomes the Face of Fancy Lip Gloss—Throws Glitter Bomb of a Party in NYC!

June 6, 2025

Olivia Rodrigo just ascended from pop princess to global glow goddess! That’s right—SOUR is out, and SLAY is in, because Livvy is now the freshly minted Global Ambassadress (yes, that’s a real word and no, you cannot sit with her) for Lancôme, the French beauty house that probably smells like vanilla, wealth, and one very expensive rose.

To celebrate this monumentally glam moment, Olivia strut her sparkly self into SoHo (the NYC fashion jungle where all cool people mysteriously appear during brand launches) on Thursday night for the grand opening of the Lancôme Idôle House pop-up, aka a very chic makeup dreamscape where everything is pink, glows, and costs more than your rent.

But Olivia didn’t do this alone. No ma’am. She summoned a glittering coven of fabulousness including:

Amanda Seyfried, the OG Lancôme ambassadress and probably someone who bathes in perfume
Gabrielle Union, who’s been flawless since the dawn of time
Rachel Bilson, giving “The O.C.” but make it luxury skincare
Ed Westwick, who crawled out of Gossip Girl reruns and into a facial serum fantasy

Oh, and by the way—it was also Lancôme’s 90th birthday, because apparently brands also age, but unlike us, they get younger and more hydrating every year.

But the real star of the soirée? Olivia’s three new Juicy Tube shades, which probably taste like pop music and tears of your ex. They’re officially available now on Lancome.com, so if you want your lips to scream “I broke up with you and look better than ever,” you know what to do.

As for Olivia? Earlier this week she was seen grabbing dinner in NYC with her besties for a BFF birthday, which we can only assume involved cake, tiny sunglasses, and very shiny lip gloss.

Moral of the story: Olivia Rodrigo is glowing, selling lip stuff, and partying with icons—meanwhile, you’re reading this with Cheeto dust on your fingers. Step it up. 💋✨

Olivia Rodrigo Becomes the Face of Fancy Lip Gloss—Throws Glitter Bomb of a Party in NYC!

Emma Watson Caught on the Loose in Paris Looking Like Your Cool English Professor on a Wine Bender

June 6, 2025

Emma “I Graduated from Hermione to Hot Philosopher” Watson has been spotted in the wild, casually stomping the Parisian cobblestones like she owns every boulangerie within a 6-mile radius.

On the most iconic Friday in June history (a.k.a. June 6th), the 35-year-old wizard-turned-walks-around-Paris legend was seen emerging from her hotel looking like she’s about to audition for a French art film where she plays a mysterious woman who only speaks in metaphors and sips espresso dramatically.

Her outfit? Oh honey, it’s called “Don’t Talk to Me Unless You Have Existential Angst.”
She served us baggy jeans so wide they could host a TED Talk and a loose-fitting coat that screamed, “I read poetry and don’t pay rent.”

Honestly, she looked like she could solve climate change and your trust issues before dessert.

Now, let’s roll back the baguette timeline — a few weeks ago, Miss Watson was spotted down south in Cannes. Not Cannes with a film. Not Cannes with a red carpet. Just Cannes for the vibes™. She was seen chilling with a longtime friend, giving paparazzi just enough to spiral into conspiracy theories while contributing absolutely nothing to the festival agenda — a power move we deeply respect.

Also, let’s not forget: Emma has been on a very extended acting hiatus. Some say she’s taking time to write poetry. Others say she’s secretly running Hogwarts as Headmistress in another dimension. Either way, she’s out here living the softest life possible in the loudest cities on Earth.

So what’s next? Will she open a feminist bookstore on a Parisian boat? Release a memoir titled “Witch, Please”? Or just continue being the effortlessly elite goddess of minimalist chic?

Who knows. All we do know is that Emma Watson is out, about, and making “walking outside in a coat” look like an Oscar-winning performance. And for that, we thank her. 👑🪩

Emma Watson Caught on the Loose in Paris Looking Like Your Cool English Professor on a Wine Bender

BREAKING: Sabrina Carpenter Declares Open Season on Clowns in ‘Manchild’ Music Video — And We’re Screaming, Crying, Throwing Up (with Laughter)

June 6, 2025

Sabrina Carpenter just dropped the “Manchild” music video and it is a cinematic masterpiece of petty revenge, glittery glam, and men being embarrassing in HD.

At exactly 10 AM ET on Friday, June 6 — aka the official holiday of dragging your exes into the desert and roasting them like marshmallows — Sabrina, the 26-year-old platinum-blonde pop sorceress and Grammy-snatching fairy queen, released the visuals for her latest anthem, “Manchild.”

And y’all… this ain’t just a music video. This is therapy.
It’s Eat Pray Love meets Mad Max with a splash of America’s Next Top Model (desert season).

What happens in the video?
Picture this: Sabrina struts through a sun-scorched wasteland in outfits so fierce they probably caused a global fabric shortage, while surrounded by an army of chaotic, useless, emotionally unavailable men doing what they do best — absolutely nothing.

One is wearing socks with sandals.
One is crying because she didn’t like his podcast.
Another tried to gaslight her using a TikTok quote he misquoted.

And what does Sabrina do?
She runs. Full sprint. Giving Florence Pugh in Midsommar but with a beat you can shake your ass to.

The lyrics? Pure scorched earth poetry:

“Man-child / Why you always come a-running to me? / F–k my life / Won’t you let an innocent woman be?”

“Never heard of self-care / Half your brain just ain’t there…”

Shakespeare could NEVER. Freud is SHAKING.

This is not just a chorus. This is a multi-generational cursebreaker. This is a hex. This is the national anthem for every girl who’s ever had a man say, “My ex was crazy” and then prove exactly why.

On Instagram, Sabrina revealed the deeper meaning:

“This song is about being too hot and fabulous to babysit a grown man with a fantasy football addiction.”

—Sabrina probably, if she was being honest.

TL;DR:
The “Manchild” music video is an Emmy-worthy, Oscar-adjacent, Grammy-multiplying fever dream where Sabrina Carpenter rebrands heartbreak into haute couture. If you’ve ever dated someone who thinks “emotional availability” is a new iPhone feature, this video is for you.

Watch it now or forever hold your emotionally stunted ex in your group chat memes. 💅🔥🎬

Taylor Swift Joins the Dystopia?! Scientologist Elisabeth Moss Summons the Pop Overlord to Gilead With the Power of Her Pen (and Vibes)

June 6, 2025

June Osborne didn’t just overthrow Gilead’s creepy Commander Club—she did it with Taylor Swift blasting in the background like a revenge anthem from the Book of Reputation.

Yes, Swifties and Handmaids alike, it happened. Taylor’s re-recorded “Look What You Made Me Do (Taylor’s Version, obviously)” made its dramatic debut in The Handmaid’s Tale, just as June was out here serving some righteous feminist wrath like it was a brunch special. The scene? A full-blown mutiny. The soundtrack? A woman scorned. The moment? Iconic.

But how in the apocalyptic blessed be did this holy collab occur?

Enter: Scientologist Elisabeth Moss, award-winning actress, professional eye-roller (in character, of course), and now certified Swift Whisperer. While strutting her divine self at the 2025 Gotham Awards—where The Handmaid’s Tale collected the Ensemble Tribute like it was a Best Dystopia trophy at the Grammys—Moss revealed she did the unthinkable: she wrote Taylor a letter. An actual letter. Not a text. Not a DM. Not even a pigeon with glitter. A letter.

And guess what? TAYLOR READ IT.

“Honestly, the feedback was her saying yes,” Elisabeth said, as if that wasn’t a history-altering event worthy of a federal holiday.

She then spilled the emotional tea. “I wrote her about what I felt like the song meant for the episode,” she shared, probably while clutching a quill and wearing a corset (unclear). “And what her music means to me and the cast.”

Basically, Elisabeth was like, “Dear Taylor, please bless our revolution with your battle cry of sass and reclamation.” And Taylor, standing atop her glitter throne built of Grammys and snake emojis, said, “Bet.”

And because no pop culture event is complete without a tinfoil-hat theory, Elisabeth ALSO addressed the conspiracy that Taylor Swift secretly cameoed on The Handmaid’s Tale. Fans were out here like: “Was she one of the background handmaids? Did she smuggle a guitar into Gilead? Was she the one throwing shade at Aunt Lydia in Morse code?”

Elisabeth didn’t say no, so… we choose to believe Taylor was there. Possibly disguised as a particularly stylish resistance fighter with a sparkle in her eye and a 13 tattoo on her ankle.

So there you have it: Elisabeth Moss manifested Taylor Swift into a dystopian uprising with nothing but a letter, a dream, and elite taste in revenge anthems. Gilead didn’t stand a chance.

Long story short: You come for June Osborne? She’ll come back with Swift in surround sound. 🕊️💣🔥

Ciara Just Dropped the “Ecstasy” Remix and It’s Basically a Sonic Slumber Party with Teyana Taylor and Normani

June 6, 2025

Ciara has officially detonated a remix so powerful it made Beyoncé blink twice. That’s right, the original Y2K pop-n-snap legend dropped a reloaded, restyled, re-stomped remix of her track “Ecstasy,” and she did not come to play. She came with Teyana Taylor and Normani, aka the Avengers of sultry dance break energy. This remix isn’t a song—it’s a spiritual awakening in a silk bodysuit.

🚨 THE FACTS (BUT MAKE IT DRAMATIC) 🚨
“Ecstasy” is the glitter-covered lead single from Ciara’s incoming ‘CiCi’ album, dropping July 11, aka the day Spotify servers may explode from overuse. But instead of just letting the track ride solo into the sunset, CiCi called up two forces of nature and said, “Hey, let’s turn this into a sensual girl-power séance.” And boom—Teyana and Normani entered like smoke through a velvet curtain.

💬 WHAT THE QUEENS SAID (TL;DR: ICONIC ENERGY ONLY)

Ciara, sipping something expensive in a wind tunnel of excellence, declared:

“Teyana and Normani are trailblazing goddesses who blessed this track with extra sauce. We got sisterhood, we got bold vibes, we got enough nostalgia to reboot TRL.”

Sis basically said, “If you’re not sweating glitter and crying tears of empowerment, did you even listen to it?”

Teyana Taylor, a.k.a. the human embodiment of a Vogue spread, said:

“When Ci hit me up, I didn’t even blink. Being on this with my soul sisters?? That’s not music, that’s alchemy. We’re serving sensuality, unity, and a whole buffet of soul.”

Translation: She showed up, she snatched, she ascended.

And Normani, whose mere whisper makes flowers bloom, added:

“This is a full-circle, stars-aligned, ancestors-dancing moment. I’ve worshipped these women, and now I’m on a track with them? Someone pinch me. Gently though, I’m wearing Swarovski.”

She then levitated briefly and transformed into a dove.

🎶 THE LYRICS (A.K.A. THE NEW NATIONAL ANTHEM)
Ciara coos in the chorus like she’s floating on a velvet cloud inside a lava lamp:

“My body comes alive / When you get real close / You gon’ be surprised / If I get exposed…”

And honestly, if your speakers didn’t start blushing during that line, check your aux cord. You’re probably possessed by a landline.

She finishes with:

“You’re like a hit of ecstasy / I can feel you all inside / And baby, I’m on one tonight / Ready, set, let’s go.”

Whew. It’s giving fever dream. It’s giving disco slow burn. It’s giving ‘turn the lights down and ascend.’

📢 FINAL VERDICT:
This isn’t just a remix. It’s an event. It’s the Oscars of female empowerment. It’s a musical crystal that opens third eyes and maybe time portals. If you aren’t listening to this with your face beat, lights low, and surrounded by scented candles that cost more than your rent, what are you even doing?

Listen now, and prepare for your serotonin to cartwheel into outer space.

✨ Sisterhood has never sounded this opulent. ✨

Sabrina Carpenter Explains “Manchild” And Spoiler Alert: It’s Not About Your Fave Bearded Leprechaun

June 6, 2025

🚨BREAKING NEWS FROM THE POP GIRL HEADQUARTERS🚨

Sabrina “Tiny But Mighty” Carpenter has finally spilled the peppermint mocha tea on her chaotic summer anthem “Manchild” — a track so spicy, it’s been sending the internet into a forensic tailspin trying to decode who it’s about.

Fans immediately started sharpening their pitchforks and circling Barry Keoghan’s house like it was a deleted scene from Midsommar. But plot twist! Sabrina has officially declared, “Calm down, internet detectives. Barry didn’t inspire this one. You can put your clown wigs away.”

In a gloriously chaotic Instagram scroll-worthy note, Sabrina revealed the real inspo behind Manchild, and guess what? It’s not just one man — it’s a whole Olympic relay team of emotionally unavailable dudes from her youthful era of romance delusion.

“This song became to me something I can look back on that will score the mental montage to the very confusing and fun young adult years of life,” she wrote, which is poetic code for “I dated a bunch of men who were basically sentient red flags in designer jeans.”

She described the vibe as “a loving eye roll,” which is EXACTLY what you do when a guy says he’s “just emotionally not ready for a relationship” but still texts you “u up?” at 2:07 a.m. every full moon.

“It feels like a never-ending road trip in the summer,” she continued — aka that part of the trip where the AC breaks, you’re lost on a dirt road, the aux is stuck on Nickelback, and your situationship is crying in the passenger seat because his “ex still follows him on Goodreads.”

But fear not! Sabrina wrote this melodic therapy session shortly after wrapping her album Short ‘n Sweet, which we now know was basically her Burn Book: Deluxe Edition. And instead of keeping the song in the vault for future court evidence, she generously handed it to us just in time for Hot Girl Summer 2.0.

So go ahead, roll down your windows, scream “MANCHILD” into the abyss, and thank all the boy-men who gave us material to dance-cry to.

Thank you, Sabrina. Thank you, men (for the plot).
💅💔🛻🔥

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BREAKING: Addison Rae Shocks the World by Releasing the Most Addison Album of All Time, “Addison” — And yes, there’s a magenta vinyl for your rich aunt who lives in an Instagram filter.

June 6, 2025

Addison Rae has just birthed her debut album and — you guessed it — she named it after herself. Because when you’ve spent 24 years being iconic, gorgeous, and vaguely unbothered, what else do you name your magnum opus? “Brian”? No. You name it ADDISON.

The album Addison dropped precisely at midnight on June 6, which is statistically the most dramatic time to release anything, ever. It contains 12 tracks of pure Addison-ness, including smashy bops like “Diet Pepsi” (not sponsored… yet), “Headphones On” (aka my anthem at brunch), “Aquamarine” (for mermaids with trust issues), “High Fashion” (because poor people can’t relate), and “Fame Is a Gun” (pew pew, darling).

But wait, there’s more! Addison also dropped the music video for “Times Like These,” which is basically a high-fashion fever dream directed by Ethan James Green — a man so chic he probably sleeps in Balenciaga and drinks rainwater from a crystal goblet. This is his first music video, meaning he has no choice but to be legendary now. Sorry!

Addison got all sentimental (as pop girls must) and wrote on Instagram:

“I’ve been thinking about everything that has led me to this moment… the ups, downs, & arounds have all contributed to this album. I wouldn’t change a thing. In a way, I’ve been working on this album for 24 years.. ❤️”

Translation: “This album is my horcrux and if you don’t stream it, I will fade into sparkly dust.”

In her sit-down with Zane Lowe (AKA the therapist for emotionally vulnerable pop stars), Addison got deep. Like, girl-who-wrote-in-a-journal-on-the-rooftop-in-the-rain deep. She explained how she’s been hesitant to go full promo-mode because this album is ✨special✨ and not just another thing she’s getting paid to hawk like energy gummies or protein cereal that tastes like drywall.

“It’s so intimate and so precious that I don’t want it to feel gimmicky,” she said, while probably wearing lip gloss so powerful it has its own gravitational pull.

Addison also made it clear that this wasn’t just for the #sponcon. It’s for the girlies, the gays, the emotionally unstable, the romantic delulus, the headphone-wearers, and the people who still think TikTok fame is a personality.

“I made it for myself… and my friends… and also for literally everyone please stream it now I’m begging.”

You can listen to Addison wherever music is sold, streamed, or beamed directly into your third eye. Spotify? Obviously. Apple Music? Of course. Amazon Music? Sure, grandma. YouTube Music? For the multitaskers. And for the opulent elite: exclusive magenta vinyl at Urban Outfitters, because nothing says “main character energy” like spending $40 on pink plastic.

So go forth, stream Addison, and remember:
In Times Like These, there’s only one solution — be Addison Rae or perish trying. 💅🔥🎤

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