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[rhseehorn]

RHEA SEEHORN LA TIMES 2026

“I’ve asked my friends, and apparently my daydreaming or thinking face looks focused,” she says. “I guess my interior monologue is highly interpretable to people, and if you’re standing in a store and you see somebody really thinking and thinking, they’re like, ‘She must be restocking the shelves.’ When in reality, I’m probably thinking about what I said wrong to somebody at a party in the ’80s.” “I’ll be in a conversation where there’s a bunch of cool people talking about a movie they saw, and I’ll be like, ‘Oh yeah, that was great!’” Seehorn says. “And then I’ll leave and then I’ll come back and say, ‘I didn’t actually see it. I’m sorry.’ And they’re like, ‘Who’s that weird girl?’ I’m good at lying, but bad at holding the guilt.”

[rhseehorn]

( @trecoolfms )

I know what it’s like to pour every single ounce of your energy into something and completely forget to pause, breathe, and actually take it in. I know you, and I know you’re going to love every second of tonight, but premier nights are a blur, it’s ridiculously easy to get so caught up making sure everyone else is having a good time that you forget you’re one of the main reasons this whole thing exists in the first place. You, Billie, and Mike and the rest of your team built something genuinely magical here. It’s fun, it’s completely unhinged in the best way, and it’s so unmistakably you. So, as this ridiculously adorable card explicitly states.. you’re otterly amazing, and I am otterly proud of you. I love being dragged into your world, your circus, and whatever new chapter this is turning out to be. Plus, on a purely selfish level, I get to sit in a dark theater, stare at a giant screen, and declare my crush on Hollywood’s newest heartthrob. I’ve got dibs on the drummer. Always will. love you, my circus boy. Happy Nimrods release week!!! Rhea 💚

I just thought ahead of the evening a nice variety of doughnuts for breakfast + lunch would be a spectacular fuel treat before the green carpet.

This little guy i crocheted. Made with a lot of love, i named him Lord nimmy Honkinton, nim for short. Originally he was just a little good luck charm i wanted to make you...but i turned him into a keychain. Keep him safe until you can place him on the set of keys we share when we make a home together.

"A tiny notes that says "I'm taking you to get a massage and facial with me over the weekend. You're a hollywood star now, you gotta look fresh and refreshed.

[trecoolfms]

You can paint my face any time you like. Clown week or not. You know I'm always game for silliness.

[rhseehorn]

Sid giggles is about to get the ultimate makeover. The prettiest clown under the big top. I've got my eggs ready too, you know, so whackos don't go stealing ! also while we're at it, can i paint on your back as well ? i've got ideas. And leftover paints in one of the boxes.

[famemaluma]

I feel like I’m playing celebrity catch up here and I just found out you’re dating the drummer of Green Day? Talk about a flex. And you’re up for an Emmy?! Talk about an even bigger flex! @rhseehorn

[rhseehorn]

I like to describe it all as if you thought you were about to eat a raisin cookie, but it's actually chocolate and also an edible. or you're slowly turning a jack-in-the box and a bunch of confetti pops out and say's "you won" at life, really, that's kinda how both feel. But It does tickle me that i'm apart of your celebrity news to catch up on, that's also feels like a flattering flex, i'm a fan. I need to up my game here and catch up on your "celebrity news" so i'm coming straight to the source.

[florcncepcgh]

There you go again, making me swoon with talk of my forehead sweat. Honestly, if "unavoidable quest" is the defining characteristic of our friendship, I think we've done a remarkable job of committing to the bit because somehow every completely normal conversation ends with us inventing a situation that would absolutely require a warning label. And I refuse to accept that we're the examples of what not to do when I think we'd be much more useful as the cautionary tale where everyone says, "Well, technically they survived," and then immediately does the exact opposite of whatever we did. The cult disguises are genuinely getting out of hand now because I can already picture myself appearing with an increasingly enormous hat, completely different moustache and some elaborate cape, while everyone around me just nods solemnly because apparently my aura is more convincing than my face. Also, I'm glad I could disarm the bomb that is your brain, although I do think we need to be careful because now you've essentially given me permission to weaponise your imagination whenever I feel like it. And I absolutely believe those writers are already preparing your little basket of goodies, because apparently ignoring a DM is now just the first step in receiving an elaborate care package from people who have decided you're part of their creative family. The quick-changes are inspired, actually, because it means neither of us has to admit defeat and choose one outfit; we simply transform every hour and pretend the escalating level of ridiculousness is intentional. Cocktails inspired by the book are absolutely happening too, although I already know we'll spend far too long arguing about whether a drink captures a character's essence and then make something completely unrelated because it looks pretty. Stop it! Suuurpirse. It was hard keeping that one under wraps but I am happy people didn't hate seeing me. That is possibly the funniest possible confirmation that your brain has been operating on Flo-based predictive technology this entire time. I need to know what your internal reaction was in that exact moment because I like to imagine there was at least a second of absolute disbelief before the realisation of "oh my god, she actually IS here." And yes, please keep me updated on every future accidental Flo sighting, because now I'm emotionally invested in discovering how often your brain apparently predicts my filmography. As for the statue, tiny ones are obviously exempt from the intervention clause because there is a very important distinction between tasteful souvenir acquisition and attempting to smuggle an entire monument out of a building. Although knowing us, we'd start with something tiny, congratulate ourselves on our restraint, and then somehow leave with six of them because apparently once we've committed to a theme we have to see it through. Damn right we are and I love that.

[rhseehorn]

I just think it's sexy. You've been blessed with the face for sweat. And how many can say they've built that kind of solid friendship. "Cautionary tale" also just sounds a little more chic than warning label, let's stick with that. Despite the rather questionably dumb quests we land ourselves upon, we're smart. You just can't disguise that aura, Flo. You're gonna end up being the reason why your cult starts peering off into mini cults amongst themselves due to which "fake identity" they loved the most. You're gonna have the moustache gang fighting with the top hat gang and someone's gonna be put into a bear suit. Anyway, that sounds wildly like a threat, but since it's you....i'm impressed. Besides, it's not hard to weaponize what's going on in my brain, that's easy. I do it daily. When i suddenly get the notification that "Kristen wiig blocked you" i'll take that as a sign that the baskets on the way and they're just keeping it a surprise. Just purely out of example, we need to test this theory and find a book we've both already read, so throw me your favourite few books, or classics. Let's see if we can debate these costumes ! also the cocktails. But, honestly i think after a couple of those, we'll be just throwing things in the juicer and pretending it's book accurate — I had to make sure i didn’t accidentally take a gummy before seeing the movie, i was doing double takes. I had to remain calm, or else i'd be the crazy woman making weird noises in her movie seat, flo. Do you understand how hard that is ? So yes, insane disbelief with a mouth full of popcorn. It's gonna be a little game of bingo, now. Extra points if i recognise your voice in an animation. So what i'm hearing is, we're gonna be drunk on the power of stealing as many tiny monuments as possible ? Man, i adore you. Who's calling who's partner first from the jail cell ?

[rhseehorn]

RHEA SEEHORN LA TIMES OUTTAKES

[hfrpgconfessions]

@rhseehorn

[rhseehorn]

Oh shucks! Chances are, I wanna be friends with you as well

[thehollywoodfameshow]

HFRP MUSIC FESTIVAL 2026 PRESENTER: @rhseehorn

[trecoolfms]

The honk to his nose earned another snort of laughter. "Oh, now you're in trouble." He reached over, giving her nose an equally gentle honk in retaliation before stealing another kiss. "There. Justice." His forehead lingered against hers for a heartbeat, his smile still warm from the laughter. "And for the record..." He nodded toward the imaginary corner she'd designated. "If there's a go-go cage in this house, you're explaining it to every single guest. Because I'm not performing for anyone but you." He adopted his best fake-host voice. "'Oh, don't mind that. That's where Tre goes when he's had too much coffee.'" He started making noises like the cartoon Tasmanian Devil before giggling at himself.

By the time she called him her clown, though, the laughter quieted. His eyes softened. Completely. "You know" His thumb stroked slowly across the back of her hand. "I've spent my whole life trying to make people laugh." He smiled a little smaller "It's kind of my favorite thing." His gaze stayed fixed on hers. "But making you laugh" He shook his head ever so slightly. "that one's different. It feels..." He searched for it. "...important." He leaned over, pressing a slow kiss against her temple. "So I'll happily be your clown." He smiled into her hair. "As long as you're okay with the occasional bad impression and at least three wardrobe changes before noon."

Then she asked about their future home. The question settled over him in the quiet that followed. He didn't answer straight away. Not because he didn't know, because he'd never really let himself say it out loud before. He looked around the room they were sitting in, then back at her. "I don't think I dream about a big house." He shrugged lightly. "I've lived in enough houses." His smile grew thoughtful. "I think I dream about a lived-in one. A place where somebody's always forgetting to turn off a lamp. There's probably a record playing somewhere. The dogs are asleep in a patch of sunlight. Milo's judging everybody from the highest bookshelf he can find. Auggie's running around at three in the morning like he's possessed by a Victorian ghost." He laughed quietly. "You've got one of your crossword books open on the coffee table. I've got drumsticks sitting somewhere they absolutely shouldn't be." He glanced outward, seeing something that wasn't there yet. "I come downstairs. You're already making coffee..." He smiled. "...or arguing with the coffee machine. I pretend not to eavesdrop." His eyes found hers again. "And maybe" His voice dropped into softness again "there's music coming from another room. Not because somebody turned it on. Just because somebody's home." He squeezed her hand. "I don't really care where it is. Could be Tennessee. Could be California. Could be a little place in the middle of nowhere where people accidentally drive past because they blinked. As long as it has a porch." He nodded decisively. "I've reached the age where I think porches are cool. I want somewhere we can drink coffee in the morning. Watch the dogs chase squirrels. Wonder where the cats disappeared to. And wave at neighbors without actually having to put on real pants." He laughed again. "I think that's my retirement plan." Then he looked back at her, every trace of joking melting away. "The house is kind of the least important part." He lifted their joined hands slightly. "This is the part I picture. You. Me. A ridiculous number of animals." He smiled, eyes shining. "And a life that's noisy enough to feel alive" His thumb brushed across her knuckles. "but quiet enough that we never stop hearing each other." He was still for a moment then flinched as if his own words caught him by surprise then said "Woah."

[rhseehorn]

The bridge of her nose wrinkled as he returned the honk, a quiet chuckle fading into the soft peck Tre pressed against her lips. Any remaining mock frown smoothed out instantly. Her eyes sparkled into his with that familiar gleam, her lopsided grin already creeping back into place. Rhea shifted her gaze over to the corner of the room again and snorted, her warm laughter filling the tiny space between their foreheads. "Well shoot.. I didn’t know we'd be expecting an audience in our bedroom..." our bedroom seemed to echo the most. It was already this natural, familiar sense. Cause it made sense. Even with such ridiculous context "...unless we've got a couple of wanderers," she added, before erupting into a full chuckling fit at the wild, Tasmanian-Devil noises casting from Tre. She held up a hand in mock authority ' Do not feed caffeine to the go-go dancer. Do not finger the cage. Only the handler may do so — and I am she.' That's the sign I'm putting up. You only sexy dance for me," With one simple nod, she shifted against the sheets, her eyes staying locked on Tre’s. In the span of a single breath, she caught the exact moment his playful squint softened, a quiet, gentle sweetness taking its place with one blink of his eyes. She knew the tiny features of his face so intimately by now —they moved like little stars she’d learned to map in the dark. One blink from him could tell her everything. And with another blink of her own, her expression softened to match his completely.

So when his thumb stroked the back of her hand and the high energy began to simmer down, she tilted her head with an unshielded affection, letting it land on him without a single word. He was her clown. Is. Rhea's grin grew wider, warmer as she leaned into his weight, feeling the tiny vibration of his voice against her hair. Her head tilted back, her eyes twinkling. "Joke’s on you if you think those aren’t part of the reason I fell in love with you, Giggles," she chuckled, planting a tender kiss over the bridge of his nose. She poked his side playfully. "And who are you kidding with three?" She arched an eyebrow. "It'll be at least five wardrobe changes before noon. And that’s not even counting the wigs."

She let her head sink back onto his shoulder, settling into that comfortable, easy quiet. As Tre began to talk about their future, she stayed right there against him, as if she could feel his thoughts gathering in his chest before the words even left his mouth.When he painted the picture of their lived in house, she lifted her head just enough to look at him, tracking the deep crinkles at the corners of his eyes. Tre was letting her see a piece of his soul they hadn't quite named yet. Her eyes stayed glued to his — watching the way his gaze shifted outward as if he could vividly see the coffee mug on the counter, the record playing, the animals scattered in the sunlight. Rhea gave a series of quiet, tender nods, the corners of her mouth lifted in a soft smile, and occasional breathless, quiet laugh. She could feel a sudden, fluttering warmth in the pit of her stomach at the thought of it all. A messy, imperfect, lived in home. Milo pushing things from a bookshelf, Auggie’s 3 AM demonic zoomies, the scent of whatever was being made in their kitchen, a record humming in the background. "Porch mandatory. Got it," she chimed in softly, her voice thick with a quiet warmth that had completely melted away. She was right there with him — sitting on that porch swing, watching the morning settle in. Even from the imagination of his sheets. And when he brushed against her knuckles again, a tiny crease formed between her brows — not because she was frowning, but because the sheer, sudden weight of how deeply she loved him hit her all at once.

She reached up, her hand gently cupping the side of his neck, her thumb tracing his jawline as her eyes searched his. "Woah is right," she whispered softly, the corner of her lip lifting into a tender smile. "I think we have very similar visions." She paused, her gaze holding his with complete, unshielded sincerity. "And I want to live that life with you. No matter where in the world we are, or how many animals end up in our traveling circus" A quiet breath escaped her nose. "My version of peace is hearing animals in the hallway. Or drums in the distance. Or you talking to yourself before you come in to tell me the most bizarre thing while I'm working in my studio." Her thumb gently caressed his cheek, her voice dropping into a soft, musing rhythm. "And that's only a handful of stuff. A lot of what home is for me... is just that. All the things I love." She offered a soft, quiet smile. "It's our version of peace. Even if it does turn into a funhouse." Rhea leaned in and kissed his lips, letting the warmth linger for a long, quiet beat before pulling back just enough to catch his eyes again. "Also... that porch swing is going to be great for spying on the neighbors," she added "I love our retirement plan already."

[coelii]

how my wife and I communicate when we miss each other

[rhseehorn]

@trecoolfms

[knxvlle]

No, but I found out I was allergic to honeybees by doing the beekini stunt. I figured I could take a few stings, and then had ten thousand bees put on my crotch. Oh man, I would be the sneeziest ghost there is. Trying to haunt people and I'm just achooing through the halls. Oh, that'd be a fantastic idea. I'll have to file that one away for when the inevitable happens. They get none of their smarts from me, I never went to college. I mean, clearly, when I found out my girlfriend was pregnant my get rich quick scheme as a panicked pending-new-dad with no solid job was to test self defence equipment on himself. Yeah, we all went last January to Tokyo; me, the kids and my girlfriend at the time. We stayed in Minato city. We had so much fun. I totally get it, and our parents were probably in the same boat with us too, it's just a vicious cycle we have to go through as parents to want to protect our kids from making the dumb decisions we made even though we know deep down it's inevitable. So, my son is 16, he's 17 in December, he's only just really started going to like... parties. Reluctantly, I agreed on the condition he doesn't get stupid and we have one condition that when he wants to come home if things get weird, he texts me a X and drops me his location and I go pick him up and I put on the ' Rocko I told you to be home at 10, it's 2 in the morning' act. That way he's not a snitch, he feels safe and he gets back to school on Monday the narrative is 'Geez Rocko your dad was kinda hard on you' and not 'Geez Rocko why'd you pussy out on Saturday?'. I'm not even sure how I'm going to approach that conversation when I get to it, smoking is easy but everything else? I'm hardly a face for the DARE programme when my catchphrase is 'You holdin'?' and at one point in my life my answer to that would've been 'Yep'. Have I ever played with myself? Oh peaches, I've spent many nights - and some mornings - playing with myself. I'm not still in the box no, but I'm also not that valuable on the second hand market. Like forty five bucks. Well, thank you very much. I'm very happy to be part of the movie. It is such a great cast, I'm really honored to be on the billing with this one. You're right, I have nothing against the guy, he's one of the sweetest people I think I've ever met but he's also one of the strangest. It doesn't surprise me that he's still in conversation with the hat man. But, like I said my allegiance was with BJ. I loved the friendship we had then, but I love what we have now. I'm very proud of him. They're great guys, all of them. Really. He probably wondered what you were doing with a chump like me, let's be honest. We can use real mallets on Ehren, it's okay. We can add the squeaks in post.

[rhseehorn]

You were one more honeybee away from going full "My Girl" which is quite the way to find out you're allergic — Would it technically be "Boo-achoo" ? you'd be so annoying, which, if you're haunting someone you dislike, it works out kinda great. It's all yours. I mean, for a guy who dropped out of college, panicked at the mention of a baby on the way and tested limits, you did pretty darn good for yourself, Johnny. I would almost call that street smarts, almost. Oh that's ridiculously cool you all got to visit ! did you at least learn some words from Arlo or did you just smile and nod ? i need to go back and put Minato city on the list. See, i almost think our parents had it worse with us. There were far less way's to figure out what, where and who and usually someone who shouldn’t be driving, was driving. Whereas, now, there's a level of communication and trust that we give them...and then there's that safety net you're handing him without anyone else being aware of it, no street cred jeopardised. Good parenting. Doesn’t mean we're always gonna get it right, though. Even if you're more the person in the PSA rather than DARE, I think you'll handle it fine. You'd probably just tell him to be smart about it… and make sure he shares his stash with you. That's what i thought. You lack impulse control to have kept it in the box, could've gone full collectors item. I say that as if i didn’t take my own bobble head outta the box too, but technically you can't bobble your own head in a box. I'm gonna anonymously start a bidding war so it gets sold for more, i know the tricks. I mean it, i'm slightly jealous....you think this era will involve johnny the actor to come out and play more on screen ? cause I think it should be. Sweetest, strangest guy you'll ever meet...and that's entirely what did it for me. mhmm, we leave cookies and milk out for him just incase. I do think it's sweet that you kept that bond with Billie joe especially, though. It shows character, but also show's how great you all are, to each other. I'm almost gonna take a huge guess and say i'll be seeing you at their nimrods premiere ? You'd think that… but he also realized I had a type, and I hate you both for it. Geez, is it made out of solid gold, or is he just okay with breaking his penis. Unfortunately adding the squeaks in after is kinda hilarious, mr director.

[reneerxpp]

Now, I mean this as the highest compliment, but you look like someone who would be up for causing a little trouble with me. I am getting angsty from wrapping both the show I was on and festival season. So, how about you and I go and find the seediest karaoke joint, with the best chicken wings and we can and put on a right show? @rhseehorn

[rhseehorn]

That may be the coolest profiling judgment I've ever gotten, actually. I also really appreciate the 'seediness' that needs to be the karaoke bar, 'cause I'm also a firm believer they're the hidden gems. They're also surprisingly the ones with the best machines. And I need a good selection of George Michael — 'Careless Whisper' is my go-to. Plus I like when the volume's a little higher, so you can't fully acknowledge, after a few drinks in, that I sound like a screaming goose. As for our duet song, I'll let you pick. Mostly to save my butt when I tell you I don't like chicken wings… please don't take back this offer. I promise I'm cool.

[cate-blancheet]

I couldn't be happier that I sparked something in you. You made the right choice, and I'm certain you're going to be wonderful at it. The anticipation and that initial rush of panic that comes with standing in front of an audience disappear at the moment you start speaking. Once you're there, immersed into sharing something you genuinely love and believe in, everything starts to flow naturally. I've given talks over the years, and I can promise you're going to love it. In fact, I suspect you'll become rather addicted to it. And who knows? Perhaps in a few years we'll both have devoted ourselves to academia, sharing coffee in the professors' lounge between lectures, exchanging stories about our students and wondering where the day disappeared but meanwhile we could totally pretend and go suit shopping and have some drinks while we pretend we're involved in education and we're about to change the world.

[rhseehorn]

You've sparked a fire in hundreds of woman, that's a matter of fact. I'm just lucky enough to tell the main source of her very effective powers of motivation. I'm doing the masterclass August 21st, so very very soon. And i'm still working on what i wanna say and how i wanna approach it, but i think i need to trick my mind into telling me this isn’t an award show speech, these students want to actually hear me talk and learn, which, craziest part for anyone to wanna listen to me yap for a couple hours. I'll just keep your voice in my mind, like a tiny little creature switching me back into motion. So, if i do suddenly get addicted, and i'm traveling around to many a campus, i need you to promise me one thing, we eventually figure out how to do a double-teaching masterclass. I think students would flip. As would i. I mean, if the acting jobs start weaning off, i wouldn’t mind being a professor alongside you cate, that's actually kind of dreamy, actually. Except i kinda feel like students would be far less intimidated by me, and i'd have to send them to you, if there was any trouble. Drinks, then suit shopping and then we'll totally feel like we're changing the world. And speaking of worlds, anything else exciting happening in yours, professor blanchett ? Or just doing up your curriculum

[jsuds]

I can't believe throughout the whole Taco Bell, lettuce debacle you didn't once check in to see how I was handling the situation. I thought we were closer than that. @rhseehorn

[rhseehorn]

Okay so let me fix that — Did you or did you not suffer a catastrophic gastrointestinal event from the taco bell lettuce ? I think the answer will shift back our close, neglected bond, Jason.

[carolsturkas]

Rhea Seehorn in Shut Eye 2017

[rhseehorn]

Billie joe 🤖

Send my muse a name in the group and I'll post a song that makes me think of that person

Since i already did one for Billie, this one goes out to my twihard girl @olvivarodrigo ✨

[shawnhatcsy]

i would never do that! i might have been wondering if i had something on my face if i ever saw you staring. spacing out at those events is the norm if you ask me. we do not and thank god for that. i can be added to the list? such an honor, thank you. it really is and you never really knew that it would happen. the writing on it, is! you are? i guess that means it is. i sadly have to tell you i do not, i barely have time to do anything these days. high stakes, of course! he was a jerk, but the best kind to play. i'd rather play someone more complicated and compelling, then the average good guy. it has, if anything catches my eye in the genre? i'm completely open to it.

[rhseehorn]

Usually it's just my face, which is why my frown line is my biggest enemy, but unfortunately i'm the person who absolutely would've been staring... had you something on your face. You just had to come to your own conclusions which one it was. It gets to a point, before we turn into zombies. See, now i kinda do want imaginary beef...but the fun silly kind, that we're both in on. If you say yes, i'll move you up a spot on the list. Right now, you're just below Katherine LaNasa...and she's not an easy one to move from that list. But what you're saying here is, had you had time, you would've. That's all i need to know, shawn. No i agree, there's more layers. More dept, it's never just good or bad, even when you are playing a "villain" of sorts. You're already a pro with all that fake blood. I think the next question is, would you like to direct a horror. I feel like there's an extra challenge in that genre.