Talk a little bit about a regret that you have?
Maybe some liquid courage will get me to confess a little bit.. I’ll say this much. I wish I could help people a little bit more than I do.
HONESTY HOUR.
tag dump !!
theedumont:
honestly? that is exactly why i fold my pizza in half when i eat it and why i hardly ever use hard taco shells because those are world tradgedies that people just don’t recognize when they are writing about the things wrong with the world. are you serious? i’m running through all the possabilities in my head of how this could’ve possibly been your fault, – literally like Doctor Strange in Infinity War – and i’m coming up with zero answers here so fuck yeah i’d dig that. where are you at so i can bring some liquor and you can tell me all about this bullshit accident that you had. and of course she wanted to make a bigger deal out of it than it was, i bet her car didn’t even have a ding in it and she was just losing her shit and being a Karen.
The only way to eat pizza is in half... I’ve seen some uppity people eat it with a fork and knife and I feel like that is a whole crime on it’s own. Please, let me file a police report, you are committing murder on a pizza slice with that knife. Let the experts eat the rest of the pizza. I can’t make sense of it, I kept the distance and it still happened so maybe we can figure it out together. Liquor? You’re my kind of girl, drinks go with everything. I can text you my address and we can chill? Maybe a little bit of problem solving. Isn’t everyone in LA considered to be a Karen if they’re not a wannabe influencer? I mean, really.. it’s facts.
@haileybaldwin: Made some trouble last night.. dangerous in red...
@haileybaldwin: talk your shit, bite your lip.
If you had to teach something, what would you teach?
I would love to teach fashion design, how to make clothes and do fittings.
jezzyhq:
Oh god, so you were just chilling and all of a sudden a flock of paps and you hurt your car? damn, is it okay? are you okay? I have so many questions. I can’t help but jam out in the car, so I wouldn’t know what to do, you’re braver than me. Nice to meet you Hailey, I’m Joe and we’ve all been there.
It was an attack of the paparazzi combined with the head banging gone wrong. My car is okay, the driver in me is offended but I’ll get over it. Are you a headbanging jammer or a lip syncing jammer? Choose wisely! Nice to meet you too, I’m so glad I’m not alone. How are you doing?
ms-gigi:
I think that we’ve all had those moments, Hails. There is definitely something about being in our cars that makes us feel closed in and comfortable, sometimes forgetting that the outside world can see in. I say keep on with the head banging, but try to refrain from rear ending anyone while you’re doing it!
It’s different when it’s in Los Angeles traffic where half of California’s population drives. I got too wrapped up into it, but I’ll leave the head banging for when we’re together listening to music. How are you?
robbiemvrgot:
I totally revved the engine, and gave them my mean face. I don’t know how mean it was, but I tried. I might have flipped them the bird a few times too. Aw, thank you so much! That is so kind of you to say. I promise that you don’t need to fangirl though, because I am just me. I am clumsy, and not what I look like in the movies.
If the mean face didn’t suffice, I’m pretty sure the middle finger went a long way. It makes it loud and clear for them and hopefully they crowd around less -- unless they have a death wish. I can’t help it, you play the one and only Harley Quinn - flawlessly, I may add.
charlizethercn:
First of all, I think you’re more than allowed to do whatever you want in a stopped vehicle, paps are the ones that seriously need some boundaries. Did they follow you on another vehicle? Because that’s really creepy. As for your question, I was filming this scene for The Old Guard, and it was a fight scene. I was so proud of myself because everything was looking great and badass and then my thumb got stuck in the other guy’s vest and then he pulled back abruptly and I dislocated my thumb. Then I cried like a little bitch.
They don’t know what the meaning of boundaries entails, they always decide to be overbearing and annoying. They were right behind me but a lane over, if it wasn’t for the snapping of their camera, I wouldn’t have thought twice but they made themselves known. Girl, are you serious? He shouldn’t be so aggressive next time, that sounds like a big ouch!