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Hi.

Our thumbs are basically numb from texting back and forth 24/7 about everything we love (AND HATE) that's happening on our televisions, iPads, and eye glasses (hi, we think we're funny) and we thought WHY NOT SHARE THIS JOY WITH THE WORLD?!  

THINGS WE LOVE ABOUT THE OLYMPICS: BROADWAY AND LAST REGRETS EDITION

THINGS WE LOVE ABOUT THE OLYMPICS: BROADWAY AND LAST REGRETS EDITION

The Olympics are over and we’re bored of them already. Move on. Okay, I will. In one second. I just want to share one last thought: my great regret that the Olympic career of figure skater Scott Hamilton did not overlap with the existence of the Broadway musical Hamilton. If it did, Scott Hamilton could have used the opening number in his free skate, dubbing over the word “Alexander” with a shout of “Scott!” that doesn’t quite fit the syllables. My, the sequined britches we could have seen. The shiny buttons on the waistcoat. The cravats, OH the cravats!

“The world’s gonna know your name. What’s your name, man?
SCOTT! Hamilton.
My name is SCOTT! Hamilton.”

While triple salchowing. I mean, right?

 Whatever room I’m in is the room where it happens.

Whatever room I’m in is the room where it happens.

Oh, and I also regret that I am not best friends with this Italian figure skating coach. His hair says “I’m a lot of fun” and his scarf says “I concur.”

 And his transition lenses say we’ll be home by 9.

And his transition lenses say we’ll be home by 9.

As they say in PyeongChang, see you in Beijing!

EMOTIONAL LABOR REARS ITS UGLY HEAD (THIS IS US RECAP)

EMOTIONAL LABOR REARS ITS UGLY HEAD (THIS IS US RECAP)

YEAH MMM I LOVE THAT (BACHELOR RECAP)

YEAH MMM I LOVE THAT (BACHELOR RECAP)