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EDITOR’S NOTE

Happy Sunday. I was in NYC last week, and whenever I visit, I get one of my favorite cookies (New Yorkers, don’t @ me). But this time, I also got the seasonal lemon flavor — and it’s occupied my every thought since then. So in addition to making this absurdly easy copycat, here’s what else I’m doing this weekend:

Raiding my mom’s stash of shower gels in this Bath & Body Works scent. Unlike Cucumber Melon, it actually survived the mall era. (Mom, you were right.)
Tackling spring cleaning. Especially after learning this genius decluttering hack that’s more efficient than the room-by-room approach most of us default to. I'm both enlightened and annoyed it took me this long.
Stocking up on these lightweight sweaters. If you also think transitional dressing feels uniquely impossible this year, these are as effortless as your go-to tee.
Buying this very specific, very boho-chic clog — which is having another resurgence. My elementary-school self was too young to appreciate its practicality, but my 30-something self is halfway to checkout.
Contemplating whether I can pull off spring’s most unexpected wardrobe staple. It’s giving Upper East Side grandma, but in a surprisingly cool, not-at-all-stuffy way.

— Melissa Goldberg / Senior Editor / Washington, DC

👏 Millennials, rejoice: The J.Crew-coded color that had us in a choke hold circa 2010 just went from cheugy to cool. No, not pink.

👀 Thought therapy speak was bad for friendships? Now, something else is quietly eroding them, and it feels very 2026.

🤔 Forget personality types or who pays for dinner. The real giveaway between older and younger sisters is apparently all in the hands.

☀️ Sure, summer’s still (tragically) weeks away, but the season’s Cool Girl accessory has been crowned. And the best part? You can carry it now.

💇‍♀️ While millennials and Gen Z were busy debating side parts vs. middle parts, this other option re-entered the chat — and, honestly, it wins.

Houston, we have a problem: It’s called the Artemis II moon mission — and it’s become our whole personality. Ever since NASA’s Reid Wiseman, Victor Glover, and Christina Koch, and the Canadian Space Agency’s Jeremy Hansen put on their Marty orange (sorry, International Orange) suits and blasted off, they’ve delivered the exact opposite of that very expensive, all-female Blue Origin field trip. Sure, part of our obsession may be because while we were down here dealing with *gestures broadly at everything*, the Fab Four traveled farther from Earth than any humans ever have. But also, there’s been no shortage of meaningful moments: The dramatic splashdown in the Pacific Ocean (we were all of these memes); Glover’s sweet message to his wife (partners everywhere, good luck topping that); Koch sending what’s essentially the most profound voice note in history; all of the badass women in the room (we’ll never get over this); the team capturing images that made us feel small in the best way (RIP, old phone backgrounds); and, lest you forget, the Carroll of it all (as one TikToker said, “apparently, the mission objective is to emotionally wreck us”).

Of course, that’s all good and great. But we’d be remiss not to mention the unserious content — which has been, to put it mildly, amaze, amaze, amaze. We learned about the crew’s skincare essentials (Jessica Alba, we would’ve had even less chill) and the onboard menu. That included five hot sauces (apologies to Tapatío), three ominously named “breakfast drinks,” and the Nutella jar seen round the world (something tells us the marketing team is…over the moon). And when they weren’t re-creating the opening credits of “bad” ’80s sitcoms (John Stamos’s comment, have mercy) and taking pics with a plushie that gives Labubu a run for its money (the backstory makes it even better)? Our interstellar vloggers were documenting their meal prep (we’re still processing the shrimp cocktail situation) and workout regimens (Christina, we’re waiting for your arm routine). Even Glover shared the microgravity version of an everything shower (in the Daily Mail’s words, “it’s one giant treat for womankind”). But not everything was out of this world: The foursome encountered Microsoft Outlook problems (who knew we had so much in common), crappy toilet issues (thankfully, the “space plumber” came to the rescue), and a questionable wake-up playlist, featuring a song that cut out at the worst time. Still, we have a feeling they already Arte-miss it.

After much speculation, it appears Dakota Johnson has a Role Model in her life. No, not the inspiring kind — the 6-foot-tall musician whose government name is Tucker Pillsbury (we couldn’t have written this better ourselves). Still confused? He’s also the guy who’s turned all of your favorite celebs into Sallies at his concerts. The two have been stoking tabloid flames since they were first spotted together in December, a few months after Johnson reportedly split from that other 6-foot-tall musician for good (there’s no denying she’s got a type). And while there have been sightings of the pair here and there, things seemed to pick up this past weekend. On Friday, they were photographed kissing and holding hands in LA, then were seen grabbing coffee on Sunday. That same day, Melanie Griffith (aka Johnson’s mom) also told Deuxmoi the couple “of course” has her seal of approval — which we suppose counts for something, even if the video feels a little forced. But the cherry on top? In a People exclusive, a source said “it’s definitely more than a fling” and Johnson “does really like” him (what a vote of confidence). All of which is to say, we wish them — and their beautiful hair — happiness.

Skip the Oscar — give Hannah Einbinder the award for History’s Most Niche Childhood Crush. How do we get Cartoon Network again?

Our long national nightmare is, well, back. After a four-year hiatus, Euphoria returns tonight for its third — and most likely final — season (set a reminder for 9 pm ET). When we last saw the least believable yet most watchable crew of high schoolers, Lexi (Maude Apatow) had staged a play that was, spoiler, about them. Meanwhile, Fez (Angus Cloud) was arrested during a police raid, Cassie (Sydney Sweeney) and Nate (Jacob Elordi) were broken up, and Rue (Zendaya) was on the run. But when season 3 picks up, it’s five years later: Cassie and Nate are back together, planning a wedding, and even seem to have the approval of Maddy (Alexa Demie), who’s now hustling in Hollywood with Lexi. Jules (Hunter Schafer) is in art school. And Rue is, you guessed it, still on the run. Adding to the glitter-covered chaos? An impressive 18 new cast members, and appearances by Cal (Eric Dane) and Fez, both of whom are still alive in the Euphoria universe. So yeah, we’ve never been happier for Sunday night to come around.

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— Kylie Kelce, revealing her husband doesn’t know how to spell one of their daughters’ names. Moms truly know best.

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