I decided this is going to be Biel’s next life stage — she leaves JT at home in Montana to figure out his shit (he seems like he’d be emotionally exhausting as a spouse), picks out the perfect red lip, plonks on a glam-yet-business-y lady blazer and a pencil skirt and marches out there to get shit done. I’ll bring this up to her at the next Meeting of the Jessicas. Chastain can talk ANYONE into a blazer, y’all.
