How clever am I putting Emily and Victoria last so you’d have to read the previous entries? It’s almost like I’m a writer or something…
Emily, can you take five minutes off from being a scheming bitch to enjoy the handsome naked man in your BED OF LIES?!?
Hey, even criminal masterminds need to relax in some sweats. Sorting through the Box of Infinite Revenge definitely takes a lot out of a girl. Besides, Em changes clothes at least five times a day.
You guys, I swear I tried on that chambray shirt Emily is wearing, hand to Barbra. Since I mostly shop at Gap and Levis’ (I know, I await your eye-rolls), I looked online but this was the only look-alike I found. Basically the same except for the buttons. I don’t think there’s anything special about it, except that I like it and chambray in the summer is/was like totes on.
Oh look, it’s the bedroom most women dream about! Wooden shutters, perfume adorning the bureau, pink roses – this is a staging room from House&Home, isn’t it? At any rate, Emily looks slammin’ in this lacy floral number. But, am I the only who keeps thinking she has a nasty sunburn on her chest? Like, every time she wears something with a little cleave, I see that red spot. It’s no big deal, but she should probs get that looked at.
Sigh, another flawless dress. Hands up, who’s loving the midsection with its papier-mâché texture? I’m thinking, with the darker colour, Emily could wear this to nearly any function, but the length may be a little too sundressy for an evening affair. But I bet she could hide numerous costumes underneath to exact her Revenge(!!!).
And while Emily was swanning around town looking amazing, Queen Vic was holding down the fort in the aftermath of Lyds’ plunge to the pavement. Oh, and dealing with the reality that her darling son is working a… blue collar job ::shudder::. Still, she’s a vision in teal.
So, earlier this week, the YKYLFers discovered through the keen eyes of Staff Editor L-A and Editor-in-Chief Jen, that Nolan was the guy who says, “You are so profoundly sad”, to Betty Draper in a Mad Men episode. Totes amaze. Why? Because he could easily drop that line around Vicky when she’s being all melodramatic on her Plotting Balcony.
Hmm, who knew she was into sleepwear with severe nip slip potential? Lady on streets, freak in the sheets (except for the WASPy-ness).
Well, Happy Independence Day to you too, Mrs. Grayson! Now, why don’t you give your thighs some independence and stop strapping them into, what I can only imagine, is a straitjacket masquerading as a dress. I mean, you look hot and all in ivory, but you also look more uncomfortable than usual.
What (was) is my favourite part of (this) any episode? The horrendously forced pleasantries between Victoria and Emily. It’s simply delicious. My god, you could chill a keg around these women. In fact, I’m pretty sure that’s how the ice sculpture kept its shape all night.
So what’s going to happen next week? Hopefully the usual amount of Revenge(!!!), and another layer of dramz from the onion that is Emily’s life. My only question now is, will Victoria lose her shit with Daniel dating Em, AND her daughter slummin’ it with Declan? Or does Charlotte even register on Vicky’s radar? Actually, all I really want is for Emily to unveil the next step her master plan so I can watch with a glass (bottle) of wine and go, “oooooooooooooohhhh shit” every five minutes. Oh, by the way, ILOVETHISSHOW.