Welcome back to No Filter, a collection of rare butterfly specimens meticulously pinned to a board. This has been an eventful week for my celebrity friends (They’re not really my friends but like, at this point I’d like to think we’re at least acquaintances, you know?). Also, the Golden Globes happened and some people won awards or dressed up or whatever. Why tell you when I can just show you? Let’s get started.
Amandla Stenberg, welcome to No Filter. We’ve been waiting for you.
Carrie Brownstein and Kathryn Hahn are hanging out at the Golden Globes, talking about all the ways a fictional manbaby named Josh has hurt their feelings.
OMG GET A ROOM YOU GUYS.
Laura Jane Grace’s sink looks just like mine and I’m not even writing a book, just this column.
If you were a leopard in a tree who happened to be thinking about dropping a deer on Samira Wiley, your view would look a lot like this.
Ruby Rose is haunted.
Remember when Cara Delevingne got Annie Clark that guitar signed by Bowie and won all the girlfriend awards? Cara does, and this is actually very sweet. All of the commenters pointing out that it was not Wednesday when she posted this are jerks.
Jill Soloway brought Eileen Myles as her Golden Globes date and it was a wonderful day for blazers everywhere.
Ellen Page is levitating above her girlfriend. Probably this is Ruby Rose’s fault.
I just really, really needed this today.
Join us next week, when the ghost of Ruby Rose takes on all the shitty commenters on Ellen Page and Cara Delevingne’s Instagram accounts.