Brunch drama goes full Congress—whose side are you on?
Imagine Saturday as a drag brunch where the kitchen's on fire, but the mimosas keep flowing—Venus and Mercury are shacked up in Scorpio and the drama is edible. Uranus, at Taurus’s last degree like a diva on her final world tour, is squaring off with the Sun and pouting in a rhinestone robe. You’re supposed to stay unbothered, but, darling, even Sappho would be losing her cool if she saw what’s happening at the FBI (Pride flaggate, anyone?). This waxing crescent Moon is TikTok’s girl dinner: unfinished, wildly interpreted, slightly unsatisfying but full of promise. If Marjorie Taylor Greene can quit the main stage, maybe you can finally resign from that group project no one’s been slaying. The cosmos say: revel in the mess, but keep your boundaries lined sharper than your cheekbones. Your worth isn’t up for a congressional vote. Glam out, stick to your values, and remember—a true Taurus never lets the party end on someone else’s terms.
That was the vibe check.
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