It’s my understanding that, after a bizarrely warm autumn spell that suggests the planet is truly plenty pissed at us, the weather has finally turned in New York City. You wouldn’t know it, except for the folks in scarves and toques behind Anya in this photo. If I cut her out, you’d be like, “Oh, is this from August?” I know she was probably just going from the car to the studio, but coats DO exist for that exact reason. Anyway, between her and Timothee Chalamet, are pearls having a moment? Should I go put some on, so that I have something tangible to clutch when I fuss about how she’s going to freeze out there? Because:

Anya Taylor-Joy Out and About, New York, USA - 15 Nov 2022

MY CHILD. What. It’s Thanksgiving next week, you’re in Manhattan, and you are dressed for an outdoor premiere in L.A. in June. You’re missing an entire universe of fabulous coats (and not for nothing, non-transparent, non-plastic shoes) that could’ve made this make sense. Is her blood just at a constant natural boil? It’s a good thing I did NOT don some pearls, because just now I’d have grabbed the strand hard enough to snap it.

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