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Thank you, Tracee Ellis Ross, For Being a Friend

Tracee is, I believe, doing press for the final season of black-ish, and bless her reliable soul, she is never going to phone it in even if she’s literally doing an interview on speaker in her living room. (She wasn’t; this was for Kelly and Ryan. But you feel me.) Look:

That’s Roberto Cavalli, and it’s thoroughly delightful on her. We’re awaiting a huge dump of snow and can’t find any upgraded masks for when the kids go back to school, and my throat hurts but it honestly could just be reflux (P.S., it was) because that’s my life now, but not knowing for sure is everyone’s life now, and… well, I don’t know what we’re going to write about this time around if people don’t emulate Ms. Tracee Ellis Ross and give us head-to-toe fashion from home. The fact that this is delicious head-to-toe fashion is just a bonus. Everyone: BE LIKE TRACEE.

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