She has fire in her eyes. Also, in her blow dryer.
She's the physical embodiment of the idea that sugar is bad for you.
"You're going to write lots of nice things about me, right?"
"Oh, so it's like that."
She is giving me such Kimberly Elise in that close-up.
I'm not used to her looking acceptable.
He knows I've caught him in an act of mediocrity.
I have a sick love of awkward moments.
He doesn't look as though he feels pretty.
It's 100% clear that his wife expects him to ruin the family's dinner.
He's mimicking that famous shot of the Bigfoot. But with smoke detectors.
Who's ready? HOW ARE THEY HIDING PHYLICIA'S PREGNANCY THIS WEEK?
Not having it.
Nope. Not awkward at all.
Doesn't even care.
Giving it. Truly, her performances this season are all top-notch.
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