
Tracee is hosting this awards show for the second year in a row, so she must be as much a hoot to work with as she seems. I genuinely feel like this is her default position. She IS Head Thrown Back With Joyous Mirth.

The hieroglyph suit is a curious choice. I love an Ancient Egyptian history unit as much as the next person, but I am not sure I want to wear the judgment of someone's afterlife on my person.

Tracee, amusingly, left the one leg of her shorts hiked up for a while, presumably so she could dance around more comfortably during this weird photocall...

... and then deliver a few well-orchestrated HI-YA kicks. In heels. Because she is a boss, and don't you forget it.
