Alright, alright, let’s gab about this Millie Bobby Brown and her pink dress, or whatever she wears. Folks keep yapping about her, so I figured, why not? I ain’t no fancy writer or nothin’, just tellin’ it like it is.
Millie Bobby Brown, that Stranger Things gal, she’s somethin’ else, ain’t she? Started out real young, like a little sprout, and now she’s all growed up. They say she’s got more money than I could ever dream of, like 14 million dollars or somethin’. Heard tell she makes it from actin’ and doin’ all sorts of business stuff. Good for her, I say. Work hard, get paid, that’s what I always say, though I ain’t never seen that much money in my life.
Now, about that pink dress… or any dress she wears for that matter. Seems like every time this girl steps out, folks get all worked up. Heard she wore this fancy sparkly dress for her 18th birthday. And then there was this other time, on some TV show, with a jacket that cost more than my house, probably. Four thousand somethin’ dollars, can you believe it? I could feed my whole family for a year on that kinda money. But hey, that’s Hollywood for ya. They spend money like it grows on trees.
- She’s got her own makeup stuff, too. Calls it “Florence by Mills” or somethin’. All vegan and cruelty-free, whatever that means. They say it’s good, but I stick to my old powder and lipstick. Don’t need all that fancy stuff at my age.
- And movies, oh Lord, she’s been in a bunch. Stranger Things, that Enola Holmes thing, lots more. She’s always busy, that one. I tried watchin’ one of them shows once, but all the lights and noise gave me a headache. Give me a good old Western any day.
People keep talkin’ about how she looks different now, too. Sayin’ she had somethin’ done to her face. A “bleffo-plastic” or a “brow lift” or somethin’. Fillin’ her lips, too. I don’t know about all that. Seems to me she’s just growin’ up. Kids change, that’s what they do. But folks will gossip, no matter what. And in Hollywood, they gossip even more. If they ain’t gossipin’ about her looks, they gossipin’ about who she’s marryin’. Heard she got hitched real quick-like, to some singer’s boy. Good for her, I say, findin’ love and all that.
She’s even got her own fashion line now, part of that Florence by Mills thing. Clothes and sleep stuff, they say. “Giftable” and “flirty,” whatever that means. I ain’t buyin’ no “flirty” pajamas at my age, that’s for sure. But I guess young folks like that kinda thing.
She started out regular, like anyone else, born over in Spain. Now she’s all over the TV and movies. That’s a pretty big jump, if you ask me. Shows what hard work and maybe a little bit of luck can do. I ain’t sayin’ I understand it all, this Hollywood life. It’s a whole different world from mine. But I can see that this Millie girl, she’s somethin’ special. Whether she’s wearin’ a pink dress, a fancy jacket, or just plain ol’ jeans and a t-shirt, she sure knows how to get folks talkin’. And that’s what matters in that business, ain’t it? Keepin’ your name in the lights. Good for her, I say. Hope she makes the most of it.
So, that’s the story on Millie Bobby Brown, as far as I can tell. She’s rich, she’s famous, she wears fancy clothes, and she keeps busy. And people keep talkin’ about her. What else is there to say? Now, if you’ll excuse me, I gotta go feed my chickens.
