I need you to know that Zooming with Drew Barrymore is everything you’ve ever dreamed of. She starts by dashing through her apartment to search for good light. A great Zoom background should “transport,” she says! She swears, joyfully. Skipping past a shimmering, snow-white Christmas tree, she shows me the moon outside her window: “It’s new and it’s crescent and it’s beautiful.”
I say something about Hanukkah, and she turns the camera on her menorah window decals—she celebrates Hanukkah with her daughters, Frankie and Olive. Our meeting is bashert, she says, using the Yiddish word for destiny. Snow is falling behind her. Her headband is the size of an armchair and her earrings are even bigger. Her hair looks fantastic.
Just when I’m afraid she’s about to offer to make me a cup of tea, even though we are in different states, I ask her about her new hair-tools line. That is what this interview is supposed to be about—Drew Barrymore is deeply, dramatically obsessed with hair.