Look who thinks she’s a British pop star now, none other than her royal highness herself, Gwyneth Paltrow. But don’t worry Gwyneth, you know how it is: you’re in a rush to get somewhere, you duck and roll out of a moving vehicle, and some ignorant photographer snaps a pic of your undies. Apparently he doesn’t know you are the mastermind who writes GOOP.
I’m just surprised she doesn’t put a doily over her vagina to protect its fine finish from scratches. Only peasants wear regular underpants you know.