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1 " Veuve Clicquot (how do you pronounce that brand because every time I make a go for it, I sound like Elizabeth Berkley saying “Versayce” in Showgirls) "
― Phoebe Robinson , Please Don't Sit on My Bed in Your Outside Clothes: Essays
2 " a litany of old, crusty white dudes who are eleventy years old and worth two billion dollars, delivering the same tired advice that sounds great on a magnet or looks pretty written in calligraphy on social media—“Invest in yourself,” “Build a reliable network,” “Don’t be afraid to make mistakes.” It’s perfectly serviceable yet absolutely surface-level information that’s devoid of specificity and insight into what it takes to run your own business or build an empire. "
3 " That’s right, a bitch cured his arachnophobia and rocked a glistening and healthy ’fro while quarantined. John Frieda salon could never. "