I’m not going to waste your time with petty chit-chat here — we’re both busy, but this requires a pause: Meryl Streep and her cheekbones have been carefully sculpted out of their original context with either a very sharp butter knife or the lasso of a Photoshop cowboy (I can’t be sure) and placed lovingly into a bed of avocado spread.
This same artisan has wedged Streep between the sweet potato buns of a sloppy joe, propped her up among columns of churros, melted her into a stack of pancakes and encouraged her to lounge in the fudge-y end of a pack of Dunkaroos. I could go on, but as the title of the most tedious movie ever starring Jane Fonda who also boasts excellent cheekbones but has yet to appear as a euphoric egg yolk states, this is where I leave you.
I’ll let your procrastination and imagination take it from here. Click through the above for my favorites, then follow the account in all of its beautiful entirety here: @tasteofstreep.