we stopped off at this rich white people’s old stuff yard sale in hancock park (like older money than bel air los angeles for unicef thing) and i found the most flawless all about eve bette davis fur coat from the 1960s but it was $300 so i just bought myself a 50s throwback polka dot dress in the same silhouette as every single other dress i own
after an hour and a half of beyonce
i switched to the 1812 overture at max volume
using the term ‘yolo’ sarcastically so often that you’re really not sure if you’re joking or not now
i don’t know that ABBA is appropriate music whilst reading about the McCarthy era but….
This is mostly spoiler-free exclamation mark commentary but I’ll put it under a read more anyway. The gist of it is that I APOLOGIZE THAT I EVER DOUBTED THE INTEGRITY OF THROWING A BUNCH OF SUPERHEROES TOGETHER IN A SUMMER(ISH) FILM. It was great.