Jessica Szohr reminds me of Christmas morning.
Because there’s always at least one present someone wrapped with paper that was cut too big, so it hangs loosely around its cargo and it’s taped to within an inch of its life in the hope that everything will hold together, with a giant bow plopped on top to try and mask everything that’s gone wrong. So, you know, it doesn’t ruin the loveliness of the gift itself, but you don’t want to look too hard at the packaging just in case Santa can tell you think he’s been hitting the whiskey.
