The Emily In Paris season two trailer is out, so everyone expecting to win an Emmy can just pack their things this year. And once again this trailer has me begging the question: “What the fuck is this trick getting paid to afford all this designer shit?” The trailer brings the fashion, sexiness, and plucky American bullshit coming from Lily Collins back again. And the tagline goes: “She’s back for amour, and she’s coming in haute.”
Emily In Paris will be back for a second season because when the Internet hate-watches something that still counts as viewership and the studios will make another. But the first season was shit on for being horrible in every way and not really diverse. But don’t fret. Lily Collins has said that season two is all about inclusion and diversity. How exciting. Next season Emily will not only butcher the French language but maybe also Swahili!
Prepare for a wedding announcement that will surely sound like the result of playing a quick round of Celebrity Spawn Mad-Libs. Because almost everyone in this story is famous or famous-adjacent. There are even some famous names that will get dropped that have nothing to do with these notable nuptials. But here’s what you need to know right away: Emily in Paris’ Lily Collins, seen above in so much white lace your grandma’s living room windows would be jealous, got married over the weekend, and the man in the brown velvet sharing the “I do” duties is her fiancé of nearly a year, Charlie McDowell.
Do you know what’s worse than a remake nobody asked for? Live-action movies about 80s and 90s toys that nobody really remembers too much. Lily Collins of Emily In Paris fame and Lena Dunham of UGH fame are joining forces for a live-action Polly Pocket movie. Lena Dunham will write and direct the movie. So prepare to see Polly Pocket chew on a tiny over-microwaved burrito while sitting on a tiny toilet and bitching to her friend Lila Draper about how adulting is hard.
Emily in Paris has been renewed for a second season. Cut to everybody making a “do you smell dog shit?” face like Lily Collins in the above photo. Apparently the show was a “breakout word-of-mouth hit” for Netflix, with subscribers watching more than 676 million minutes of the show the very first week it was released. I’m not good at math like those election whizzes on CNN, so I’ll just assume those numbers mean a lot of people binged it. Hey, the pandemic has made us all do desperate things. Myself included. Continue reading
Last week Lily Collins, star of the très stupide but très jolie Netflix show Emily in Paris, embarrassed herself when she told British Vogue that she thought her character was only 22 years old. HA! Here are the FACTS: Emily has a Masters degree, a big, important job at a big, important marketing firm, a closet full of expensive-looking clothes, and a dildo that you plug into a wall. Bitch ain’t 22. Also, not to slag off Ms. Collins, who’s clearly a gorgeous model/actress/nepotism baby, but Lily herself is 31. For a woman, that’s “I have three teenagers” acting territory, not “fresh out of undergrad” roles! Welp, based on the “fan” backlash (is anyone really an Emily in Paris “fan”, or are we all just victims of Netflix’s algorithm?), Lily is now backtracking on her “like, 22ish?” statement. She posted to her socials that she did a whoopies and was sorry.