We saw Gwen’s big skirt at the AFI Tribute to Julie Andrews, but now let’s see the real attraction: Julie freaking Andrews, whom I love. I am not a person who is wired to lose my shit about celebrities, but — and I am positive I’ve said this many times before — I MIGHT internally misplace a fair amount of it if Julie Andrews ever shook my hand and said, “Hel-looo,” in that particular dulcet tone. Julie and some of her guests are the kickoff to our Friday grab bag, and I promise this one has as happy an ending as it does a beginning.
