I figured (wrongly) it would just be her, my co-host (a close friend), and me, a group of people with whom it would be perfectly chill that I had clearly just hopped out of the shower. My sister is Vulture’s social-media editor. The plan was to do a private test that morning, using two burner Instagram accounts with no followers. What I am just a little bit embarrassed about, however, is that during a test run earlier in the day I unwittingly wound up wearing a bathrobe and towel in front of a number of colleagues, including my boss.
Last week, I co-hosted an Instagram Live watch party where I drank a large bottle of wine and shouted along at the screen to Cats for several hours. Is it customary in Genovia to imprison your dinner guests with Hermès scarves?
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