- Emily rocks out on her way to the Hamptons.
- We can't forget her brazen refutation of the Page Six article about her. How dare they investigate her with her permission!
- Emily charges Nick Denton is obssessed with getting to her dad. (No, he wasn't.)
- Everyone wants to grope her: didn't you know?
- Oh, wow, she really did give people tips on how to lose weight. I thought that was just a dream I had.
- Then there was when she compared her dietary struggle to having cancer. I think we all remember where we were when she dropped that bon mot.
- She wanted a pearl necklace, and the joke was lost on her. Emily! Why didn't we treasure every minute we had with your blog! Why must our tears flow into the unending pit of the Wayback Machine? Oh, God.
Finally, an individual's privacy or inherent celebrity can, in this highly mediated world, only be determined by something like Schroedinger's thought experiment in quantum mechanics. Schroedinger's cat is neither alive nor dead until observed—until that time, the cat is both alive and dead. Similarly, an Emily Brill may be a shy once-fat girl, or a shallow attention-seeking mogulette: only observation by blog can determine the truth.