I did the wrong thing a week ago. Outing my dad’s cousin over her big-screen debut opened an old wound. It was something she had hoped to leave in the past, and she (rightly) e-mailed me about her dissatisfaction. I didn’t know I was being tactless… because I didn’t bother to ask. I only looked at it from my own perspective: If I had looked as amazing at that age, something like what I unfairly revealed would’ve been a source of pride for me, not embarrassment—which is very easy for me to say, given I’m not the one living with it. I certainly made my share of mistakes in my 20s, and yes, I would be hurt if someone in my family started airing out my dirty laundry. So, Tara, I am truly very sorry. I will learn from this, and better consider the feelings of others.
TWTG says, “You can’t make me laugh because it makes me fart.”