Here’s the thing. This outfit is kind of cute on Paris. It makes sense on her, as a human being. It’s kicky:
But am I a terrible person if I thought, “one of these days, Paris is doing to arch her back SO AGGRESSIVELY in a photo that she’s going to throw off her center of balance, tumble backwards, and totally upend everything behind her,” and then wished it would happen here, so I could see her take down that poster of the The Daily — a publication that I, for the record, WHOLLY ENJOY! — on the easel behind her? I am, aren’t I? I am.