This week saw the long-awaited return of the Met Gala, a chance for celebrities (A-list and otherwise) to wear cool clothes and suck up to Anna Wintour after a year and a half of pretending that the pandemic has affected them as much as anyone else.
First, for all of you reading this, an apology: as I write this it's 1am in California, and I am delirious after three days of partying journalism and mild dehydration.
This Sunday is the 61st annual Grammys, otherwise known as white privilege in action "Music's biggest night." That's a nice tagline, but this year especially, I'm not sure it's true.
