James Charles DGAF About Spirit Airlines Closing Despite Exhibiting Darksided Flight Attendant Energy
and other intrusive pop culture thoughts (vol. 8).
Let me start with a little eulogy for Spirit Airlines. Though it has thankfully been many years since I braved their gate agents regulating the sky’s gates of hell, I appreciated what it offered as a graduated young ho. As Fat Joe said aboard his first spirit flight, it’s called paying your dues.
Why shouldn’t a bitch be able to jet off to Jamaica for under $500? Did I (said bitch) have to wear extra layers of clothing in a confiscated drawstring bag under my coat? Sure did! Did I, on a different occasion, witness a Spirit passenger get escorted from the plane for flight attendant harassment? That too!
I myself slightly empathized with the antagonist, given the staff’s cute penchant for using the overhead system as their outlet for stand-up comedy or apropos musical performances. But the end of Spirit is the end of an era and also a bleak sign for our already bleak economy. Not for nothing, I was greatly anticipating a fun day on Twitter when Spirit eventually put their tickets on AfterPay.
Pop Culture News Of The Week
Brooke Hogan is back (?) with an Aaliyah cover no one asked for
Brooke Hogan is back on the music scene, if you consider having one cultural nudge (not reset) in 2026 being there to begin with. That’s actually technically untrue; researching Brooke’s comeback announcement informed me of the shocking fact that she has released almost a dozen singles and two distinct albums, including UNDISCOVERED (WALMART VERSION).
The daughter of the deceased Hulk Hogan teased the world earlier this week with an unprovoked return to music by covering none other than “Try Again,” by Aaliyah…no pressure at all! I listened, and well, the beat remains dope :). I would probs play it during the ironic pop divas autotune hour that inevitably happens at every millennial/gay pregame when we ran out of Disney princess bops.
How many minutes does it take Sydney Sweeney to show skin in THE HOUSEMAID?
I blame Sam Levinson for making me ask this question, but alas, this is the timeline we are living in. And shockingly, an entire 46 minutes pass in HOUSEMAID before the Syrn (meaning Siren, per her lingerie brand, duh) takes an on-screen shower.
What also caught my eye is that the man-bashing film (complimentary) was a secret seven degrees of separation from Sydney’s soul sister (I assume), Blake Lively. Brandon Skelnar was Blake’s Jesus beau in the never-ending IT ENDS WITH US, Michele Morrone was too in her other Paul Feig film, Blake supposedly auditioned for Amanda Seyfried’s iconic role as Karen in MEAN GIRLS, and as mentioned, Sydney and Blake are simply cut from the same crown-tilting momtrepreneur cloth.
My favorite part about the perfect Friday night film was that even though (SPOILER!!!!!) Skelnar is a gaslighting freak, it’s actually totally believable that not psychotic husbands, too, would see wives in the midst of an obvious manic crisis and be like, “No, don’t worry, she’s just emotional.” Can’t wait for the sequel.
Respectfully, what the hell is going on with Pinky Cole’s bankruptcy?
RHOA friend-of Cynthia Bailey flatly informed Slutty Vegan owner, Pinky Cole, “that Vegan stuff is not for the week, chile,” after Pinky bah-humbugged over the menu at a Texan BBQ lunch spot. But eating around a rack of ribs seems to be the least of the beleaguered business owner’s problems. After six episodes of ATLANTA’s seventeenth season, it’s still entirely unclear why Pinky’s money is so funny. Pinky is both “one of the most prominent black entrepreneurs in the nation” and one who has “lawsuits like she has underwear,” or as her castmate Angela Oakley put it, Pinky could throw a rock and hit someone she owes money to (which was a joke only Pinky was allowed to make, apparently).
The problem with Pinky (other than her “curt” attitude) is that she doesn’t do well in bridging the gap between those disparate realities that can’t both be true. Maybe it takes millions to owe millions as a different financially delusional Housewife once said in Potomaic i.e. even successful businesses can owe money. But Pinky’s one million excuses as to why she’s in fiscal shambles (she made herself a personal guarantor of her business’ loans, her former CFO allegedly “took” money, the cost of lawsuits from her franchise owners’ behavior she was completely unaware of, operating Bar Vegan without a liquor license) add up to someone who was in over their head since, IDK, day two if not one.
And yet, instead of being humble during this rebuild phase of her entire life (that Pinky’s allegedly millionaire husband could save her from, but won’t because Pinky wants to fix this herself), Pinky has taken the route of clocking her castmates who, in her eyes, don’t understand her struggles by diminishing them to women who have built their lives “on their backs.”
Knocking the notion of being a kept Housewife to romanticize the valor of nearly “crumbling” under lethal financial missteps is a weird flex, but okay. Good thing Pinky has at least 10 more episodes to show us something other than pouting over pork-rinded collard greens.
Has 90 DAY FIANCÉ ever won an Emmy?
How has a programmatic universe where a 52-year-old white woman from King of Prussia, Pennsylvania, can say with zero irony, “I am terrified for my life because I am cursed by a Nigerian priest,” never won an Emmy? On 90 DAY FIANCÉ: BEFORE THE 90 DAYS, Lisa and her daughter Faith were tearfully begging her ex-fiancé, Daniel, to free Lisa from his priest’s curse without ever acknowledging that Lisa herself was outscaming the alleged Nigerian scammer by flying to Nigeria while still married to a woman.
FYI, Lisa was on her fifth lesbian marriage, Daniel would’ve been her sixth total, if she hadn’t already moved on to her new 31-year-old Nigerian boyfriend, Tai. What I’m saying is, there’s a new season of 90 DAY FIANCÉ proper. Won’t you watch it with me?
This Netflix Horse Documentary Was One New Jersey Trainer’s “Mini 911”
When I found out that the Netflix doc about nearly fatal drama over a horse named Jay-T fought through threatening Facebook posts that used lyrics from THE GREATEST SHOWMAN, happened in Morristown, New Jersey, I said to myself, “Well, yes.” UNTOLD: THE SHOOTING AT HAWTHORNE HILL was unexpectedly the campiest tale of unhinged hubris in the competitive horse riding space. Every time I was like, “Well, these people can’t get weirder,” they seemed to have heard me and replied, “Hold, my hay.” Let’s all manifest Will Arnett and Linda Cardellini as the leads for the inevitable scripted development.
James Charles cried about losing his own job before heckling the spirit worker
By now, you may have seen the video of always-in-trouble makeup influencer James Charles heckling laid-off Spirit employee Amber Vargas, who DMed James a link to her GoFundMe page in the hopes he might help her get back on her feet. While we are in a GoFundMyLifestyle epidemic, we are more relevantly in a cozzie livs crisis, and if anyone is in a position to contribute to civilians campaigns to get their bills paid, it’s celebrity influencers who make many Americans salaries with a single GRWM.
Instead of just ignoring the DM after clearly being disinclined to employ a little empathy, James got on his platform to make money off of Amber by mocking her to his millions of followers — and on the very anniversary of his iconic Hey Sister fallout with Tati. Kismet! Naturally, this went over like a ton of Botox. It feels like a good time to remember that James himself was boohooing on TikTok over potentially losing his job during the shutdown scare. Crybabies shouldn’t throw tears in back-camera recorded houses.