Sorry guys, can’t talk right now, I'm busy crying my eyes out. The mascara’s running and there’s a snot bubble and I’m just really unfortunate-looking at the moment. It’s all Julian Fellowes’ fault, too. Classism, sexism, and ego collided on Downton Abbey tonight to send “the sweetest soul” under its roof to that big suffragist rally in the sky and I’m not okay with it. Nope. Not okay with it at all.
It was time for Sybil’s bun to leave the oven and Robert, after breaking Edith’s heart (again) by implying that the editor who offered her a job cared more about her title than her intelligence, called in fancy Sir. Philip, baby doctor to the stars, to take over in lowly Dr. Clarkson’s place. His initial reasoning ...Read more