I both hate to and love to do this to you. This post has — SPOILER! — quite a reveal at the end. It starts off just fine:
Perhaps even charming. Sleek. Amusing. I’ve been watching early seasons of Grey’s Anatomy on Netflix recently and I realize I rather miss Heigl. (She also, by the way, was totally friendly and a complete hoot the one time we ever spoke to her at Fashion Week, which always warms my heart and gives me a nice cozy bias.)
AND THEN SHE TURNED TO FACE THE CAMERA AND IT WAS LIKE DENNY GHOST SEX ALL OVER AGAIN (AKA upsetting and confusing and misguided):
Nooooooooo. GIRL. NO.
With one possible exception. Maybe she’s REALLY excited about Seinfeld being on Hulu and this is her salute to Sue Ellen Mischke, the Oh Henry! candy bar heiress:
In which case, she’s welcome to come over with a six-pack and we can kick it and watch TV. BUT DON’T CELEBRATE LIKE THIS IN PUBLIC, HEIGL.