last night anthony and i watched the season 4 episode of littlest pet shop where roger’s like “wow blythe why are you always on your PHONE, i bet you couldn’t go without your phone for a week”
and i love it? because like it’s your typical “you damn millenials” story, which is an odd choice for this show, but also because it failed so spectacularly at that message
like, okay. first of all, blythe doesn’t even use her phone that often on the show. the biskits are the ones who’re usually shown using their phones and ignoring people. even if blythe was apparently addicted to her phone, she’s also WILDLY ambitious for someone who’s like, what, 16 or 17? she literally saved littlest pet shop from closing down and has continuously helped mrs. twombly expand her business,
she’s becoming a successful pet fashion designer, she’s shown her stuff at lots of shows and festivals, and apparently she’s got a huge following as a pet fashion icon on the internet, all while keeping up with her day job and high school. so obviously it isn’t getting in the way
and blythe explained that she has important things to worry about with her phone! it’s how she keeps in touch with her friends and keeps track of her busy schedule. so of course, they had to try and paint these things as not important to her for once to support this story
the best part, though? the absolute best part?? they didn’t bother to show blythe doing anything of any value without her phone. they just have one ten-second scene where she’s sitting in her kitchen drinking fucking lemonade with her dad and going “yeah, this is the life, who needs a phone?” as if that was what she was missing out on by checking her phone every few minutes
the B-plot in this episode was about vinnie and sunil entering buttercream in an underground bunny racing league after discovering that the sound of a bell triggers something in buttercream that turns her into an extremely fast, hyper-competitive bunny named flash mccarrot with a voice that sounds like if spike from mlp was an angry new yorker
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won’t either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart. You are here to be swallowed up. And when it happens that you are broken, or betrayed, or left, or hurt, or death brushes near, let yourself sit by an apple tree and listen to the apples falling all around you in heaps, wasting their sweetness. Tell yourself you tasted as many as you could.