sublime!
This newsletter features dreaming of Dev Patel, an ode to Oppenheimer, and sublime slime sounds.
Hello! You’ve reached kelsey’s corner, the only newsletter on the internet written and lovingly curated by me, Kelsey. This edition was sent from my Mojo Dojo Casa House.
'Cause ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (Ah, just shut the fuck up)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh, I think I talk too much
Caity Weaver is usually essential reading for me but Caity Weaver attempting to figure out where Tom Cruise lives is doubly so. It’s not about the destination, it’s about the journey.
barbie corner | I am a huge Greta Gerwig-head and although Barbie wasn’t my favorite of her films1 it was still lovely and thoughtful and a great time at the movies. Plus, I could listen to her discuss her reasoning for making Ken obsessed with horses for hours. I think she’s moved up my list of Celebrities I Would Invited to a Dinner Party.2
oppenheimer corner | A declaration that’ll surprise no one: I liked Oppenheimer better than Barbie. I know, I’m sorry! I can’t help it that I love watching brunette men hold important meetings! I saw an early screening last Tuesday and then the opening day screening on Friday and both times felt special and tense and transporting in the way only a good movie can be. Big ups to my good friend Matt Damon for excellent mustache work and myhusbandwhoImarried, Alden Ehrenreich, for playing the hell out of Unamed Senate Aide. I love you, Unnamed Senate Aide!
It’s not that I haven’t bought things lately: I’ve bought a lot of things! I’m currently doing an overhaul on my apartment but all of those things seem functional and not particularly worth sharing. I do, however, have a few little packages coming soon that I’m sure we’ll talk about next time.
little guy corner | Yawning otter! Sweet little spa dog!
I am by no means a slime ASMR regular (I think touching slime would make me incredibly sad from a texture standpoint) but man alive, this is some good slime ASMR.
a different (yet better, perhaps) little guy corner | You thought I’d sit through Oppenheimer twice and not go hunting for Alden Ehrenreich fancams? Multiple fancams? Shout out to Hobie Doyle and whatever his name was in Cocaine Bear.
Look at how soundly this dog sleeps knowing I spent $1,0003 for the vet to tell us there’s nothing wrong with him. He doesn’t even have a job! He has explosive diarrhea all over my apartment and he sleeps like a little angel baby! I wouldn’t trade him for anything.
I’ll be back on August 11 with an in-depth account of my journey to my third Jason Mraz concert. In the meantime, why don’t you check out the most-clicked link from the last newsletter — a deep dive into “lazy girl jobs.” And, if you want to follow me around the internet you can find a link to my other socials here.
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Your friend,
Kelsey
I don’t think I have a formal ranking but Little Women is probably at the top. And this scene from Frances Ha feels like it’s own little movie.
If the prompt is living or dead my first two picks are Gilda Radner and Julia Louis-Dreyfus. Then I panic and say Ben Affleck. For some reason I always feel obligated to include Ben Affleck.
This was before getting reimbursed by my pet insurance. Get pet insurance! It actually helps!