Glamour has done eight of these pseudo-handwriting covers, and they should have stopped at zero. Some are worse than others — Daisy Ridley’s and Priyanka Chopra’s, which was the first, are rotten standouts; Ashley Graham’s was bad, too, but Reese’s and Zendaya’s are at least functional. But they never truly work, and yet Glamour seems fairly enamored of the idea, even though all it does is crowd the cover in a different and slightly more juvenile way — like an elaborate note your friend passed to you after spending all of Study Hall finishing it with one of those giant pens that has four ballpoint colors inside it.
That said, not even the kiss of graffiti can dull Tracee Ellis Ross’s sparkle. She looks amazing. Enviable, gorgeous, approachable. And the interview inside will only cement your love and admiration for her, if you weren’t already frothing with it after her awesome Glamour Women of the Year speech in which she talked about living for herself at 45. It’s quoted in this profile and we’ve mentioned it before, so I won’t repeat it here, in an effort to drop another Tracee bomb instead. Like her approach to rounding out Bow on black-ish even on a show that’s written largely from the male point of view:
And I am constantly asking questions of the writers: Why? Why am I doing—I coined it as lady chores—why is it that I am making lunches, and Dre is not making lunches? Why am I carrying laundry? Can I not come out of the laundry room, and come in from work? Can I have a wine glass instead of be stirring soup? The writers—we have almost 50 percent female writers—they are so attuned to Bow. There is no one consciously attempting to give me lady chores, but sometimes [it happens] unconsciously. Anthony [Anderson, who plays Dre] will be like, “Let’s switch; let me take a lady chore.” I would say that eight out of 10 times, it gets changed. Sometimes it doesn’t work for the story…and you know what? I have no problem [then]. I do laundry, I wash dishes, I make food as a human being.
And, on friendship:
I will tell you that my best friend, for example, is very clear, with her husband—that I’m in the relationship too. There is a clear distinction between [our roles though]. She had a conversation with her husband recently, and she said to him, “Listen to me, Tracee is not available right now, so you’re going to have to take on a different role and listen to what I’m saying to you. Don’t try and fix what I’m saying; don’t try and give me an answer. I need to share.” And she shared some details that usually would have gone to me. Different people have different roles in our lives. One of the ways of cultivating my own selfhood is that I get to lean into different people.
Finally, her poet’s soul:
I have to take some time to dream some new dreams. I feel like there’s a treasure hunt in front of me. A treasure hunt that is speckled with and seeded by a deep-rooted wild freedom.
I just find her warm and witty and wise, and a glowing example of confident personhood.