This week Erin and Brennan get the worst job that a million girls would DIE for: second assistant to Miranda Priestly. They deal with getting Michelin-quality steak in 15 minutes, eating a cube of cheese when they feel light headed, and generally giving up carbs because they have been fat-shamed by Stanley Tucci. We really agree that ALL of Andy's friends suck except for Doug (JUSTICE FOR CLOSETED-DOUG!!). I mean, Nate moans most of the movie, Lily thinks it's funny to try and get her friend fired, but Doug is there to be supportive and totally understands why she needs to go to Paris Fashion Week! (To get with Christian Thompson, pretty boy editor-manager-freelance-writer-dude. [Actually, we don't know what he does but he's hot so who cares]). At the end of the day, will Miranda slightly smile or purse her lips at us? We fear the latter.
