I’m sure everything is fine in paradise, but this week we just have Ana taking a stroll by herself with her dog (apparently named Elvis?) in what I think are some subpar pants. Quarantine has revealed that her casual trousers need some tweaks. Listen, we’ve all learned things about ourselves, Ana. It’s okay.
Ana, for example, has learned that she doesn’t NEED to have Ben Affleck to get photographed, and she’s also learned that you can find his younger, leaner doppelganger to walk with you and get the EFFECT of Ben without the mandatory Dunkin’ Donuts run.
