I have to stop reading GOOP. Not only does it make me want to buy $60 ayurvedic face cleanser available only in one specific London department store and wear fancy silk pajamas as outer wear, but now I am diagnosing my shoulder pain as emotional issues rather than realizing I should just stop lugging my hardback books all over NY for subway reading.
Damn you, Gwyneth Paltrow. Damn you.
This is SO TRUE.