Unfortunately, my body is very much NOT on vacation, much to my mind’s chagrin.
Because you love picnics, and you not-so-secretly wish you were an elf.
Let’s all give a warm welcome to Gail, Johnny Bravo, my secret boyfriend Hubert and the blonde lady.
A medicore season finally grinds to a merciful end tonight, as Bravo infuses the episode with the douchiest prior Top Chef winners for one final night of torture.
I’ll be around for Top Chef tomorrow night, but otherwise the rest of my vacation will be an actual vacation. See you next week!