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“I’m trying to learn how to stand still and be in it—and be okay with that,” SZA tells me later, sounding at once skeptical and hopeful. It’s just that she has all this energy, this innate momentum, this drive that propelled her from being an undergrad marine biology major to a music industry sensation (with side gigs as a Sephora salesperson and strip club bartender in between).

Cosmo cover story.Emma and I met years ago when she came to a West Hollywood reading of my first novel, Sweetbitter, and we bonded instantly. It wasn’t a networking move—Belletrist, her wildly popular book club, didn’t exist yet, and Emma had no reason to be there beyond the fact that she was a fan of the book.

, she assured fans, but supportive messages were not what she was after: What would *actually* help was staying informed and, if you weren’t feeling so hot, “for the love of god, self-fucking quarantine or you’ll be on my shit list,” she posted on March 18.At a time when the threat to young people was being downplayed, “honestly, I felt like I had a responsibility to say: This is a real thing!” the artist—whose voice has been stuck in your head since at least summer 2019, when her moody hit “”

This not-thin woman is thriving! Can you believe it?! Yes, it is important to see someone like Barbie. To have her body pointed out and celebrated.

"If this doesn’t send chills down your 30ish-year-old spine, you’re soulless. I heard it circa fifth grade and could tell it represented all the stolen moments, love, and longing I didn’t yet know.” - Anna "I really, really wanted to be that somebody.

Ungodly Hour, above basically everything else. It’s Chloe x Halle’s all-grown-up offering after their adolescent 2018 debut, and it’s a proclamation to the world—a reintroduction, if you will—that Chloe, 22, and Halle, 20, are women now.

) than ever before. "Knowing the artist is channeling true, personal feelings through their art is very compelling to listeners." Essentially, the rougher guitar chords, vulnerable lyrics, and often nostalgic-sounding tunes that are typical of bedroom pop have resonated even more with listeners during a worldwide pandemic when everyone is spending way more time at home and wanting an escape.

—and wants to see—the project. This makes The Next Big Splashy Project a little easier to book.

stans are using these same habits—spamming, streaming, ticketing—for the greater good, says Tamar Herman, author of BTS: Blood, Sweat & Tears. Like when the to match the band’s donation to Black Lives Matter.The fans themselves, explains Herman, are a diverse mix of people who are eager to actively combat racism and police brutality, and those who hop on the bandwagon because it seems kind of awesome to be a part of.

not to speak up. “I feel as if we can’t go back now,” she says.

pick up their instruments and start playing “The Wire.”It's the first stop on the HAIM Deli Tour (an homage to their first show ever, in an L.A. deli called Canter’s when they were kids—listen, they just really like delis, okay?) and the 75-ish or so people packed inside are singing along to each song, standing on chairs to get a better view over booth dividers.

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While the actress—who, at 28, is casually also a brand ambassador for Louis Vuitton and an on-again-off-again student at Columbia University studying human rights—has definitely enjoyed “some really good sweatpants moments” these past few weeks, she’s now turning to Real Clothes for a mental boost while staying home in her Brooklyn apartment. “Maybe I should start wearing like, really extravagant outfits inside,” she muses on the phone.

Sarah orders both, then finishes a story about her energy healer, who, technically, is Lucy Hale’s energy healer, who Sarah started seeing last summer to rebalance her vibrational levels. At this expert’s direction, Sarah now wakes up each morning and says things like “I put myself first” and “I’m grateful to have two legs to walk on” to any vibes listening.

What started out as a casual hobby to memorialize the Lip Kit queen’s Snap vids had turned into a full-on ~1-million-followers (mostly unpaid!) side hustle, and fans were depending on Jessica to break the first looks of Kylie’s “I’m back, bitches” dress. And also, ofc, keep tabs on any KarJenner drama. Jessica couldn’t let her Ky-or-die crew down. Not tonight.

Suddenly I was watching back-to-back episodes, obsessing over blowout fights in the Hamptons and abhorrent name-calling in Beverly Hills. The over-the-top-ness of their manufactured, rich-people probs was somehow exactly what I needed to wind down and put my own angst in perspective. No matter how crappy I felt—or how many hours I spent dissecting my boss’s cryptic emails—at least I wasn’t dating someone who .

Ambitious? Yeah, that’s an understatement. But IRL, Becky G is just a girl from Inglewood, California with a big laugh, who wants to stay in and eat sushi with her friends. It’s sort of like the inner dichotomy she plays with on Mala Santa. (Translation: basically, the angel who can be bad sometimes.)

Lucy did more than consider. “I had the long, dangly, trashy…” she gestures in what I believe is the universal sign language for “mall kiosk’s finest, circa 2004.” Pulling up the bottom of her ribbed white tank top, she reveals the hole beneath her navel that has never closed. “It took me so long to convince my mom,” she remembers. “And then I didn’t have the nerve to tell her that after a month, I hated it.”

The quarterbacks are the famous men you could run up to full speed, do that Notebook-style leg-wrap-jump thing, and have absolutely no fear of falling. We’re talking the brothers Hemsworth, Jason Derulo, Charles Melton.

Kaitlyn Dever wears a Marc Jacobs dress and boots; Stephen Jones for Marc Jacobs hat. Beanie Feldstein wears a Marc Jacobs dress, tights, and shoes. Billie Lourd wears a Marc Jacobs dress, tights, and shoes.

I’m now getting a light-green manicure—a Statue of Liberty tint I never would have picked out—because Emma Chamberlain offhandedly said she liked it. We’re at Polish House, Emma’s West Hollywood mani-pedi spot, and with her seal of approval, the color beckoned.