Whether you’re off for the day, or stuck at work while you know others are out lighting things on fire — barbecues, illegal fireworks, cocktails — know that Celine’s heart will go on, even if she finally does turn herself into a tapestry the likes of which belong on display at historic royal palaces. Eat your potato salad. She’s living her destiny.
And, if viewed from a distance, posing as if she’s just given birth to a golden orb that will light our way to a better planet. I wish she would. And I bet she would if she could.