More pearls o' hippie wisdom from this girl.
"Some of them just don’t want to see brown skin on the stage."
Pay $6.25 million for endless hilarity.
Privately submissive, new books say.
She's the perfect ingenue for an era when growing up takes longer than ever.
A blue jasmine sprig, perhaps.
Heart-shaped boxes and cough syrup: also part of their courtship.
Putting her mouth where her money is.
The Northampton, Massachusetts, band talks about gender and inexperience.
It's a ring-finger workout.
A low-resolution win-her-back post.
Here's to progress and making cheddar.
Hollywood is now middle school with money.
But she'll be friends with the editor and send her cool links.