My apologies, Fug Nation. This might be my fault. Just the other day I thought, “Oh, wow, remember Jessie J? Whatever happened to HER? Wherever she is, I bet she’s wearing spandex, with windows.” Then here we are, gazing today at this photo, in which she’s essentially ticking both of those boxes. It is SO like me to have, as my superpower, the ability to manifest only that which I bemoan. Next, I’ll be conjuring flip-flops that play Steely Dan music when you walk.