I’m not sure I know how to process this. And based on her face, I’m not sure Juliette knows how to process this, either.
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No spandex. No leather. No headdress. No awkward sweat stains — no, wait, AHA, I think I see one up there. Phew! THAT’S a sign of the Juliette I so cherish! It’s nice to see she’s in there somewhere, albeit buried under something Camilla Parker-Bowles once wore to a dinner with the Prime Minister.