L-A: I tried to understand, Leo, really I did. But you made it so hard. I wasn’t asking for this:
I was actually okay with this:
But no. You had to go and do this:
And the magazine covers.
Really Leo? Really?
After all we’ve been through? I mean, was she even alive when we experienced Growing Pains together? (Google tells me: Just barely!)
And where was she when I paid to see this. Twice. (okay, possibly three times)
I bet she wasn’t arguing that it was a really deep modern adaptation of Shakespeare. Because I know I was! I even chose you over Clueless-era Paul Rudd! That was serious commitment.
Or how about when I bawled over this shit?
(p.s. James Cameron, you owe me whatever the cost of a movie in 1997 was).
SHE WASN’T THERE. We were.
So as long as you’re with Legsy McGee, I’m through. Even if it is just a publicity stunt for y’all, distracting us from the news of nudey pics, I’m not having any of this. We’re over Leo. I will probably still pay to see you in movies, but it’s going to be awhile before I call you Pretend Boyfriend again.
I’m seriously down about this Leo thing. This call for ice cream and pictures of glitter mini-ponies.
Ally: Ok, I swear, it’s the last time we will talk about this on our blog (Editors note: That might be a lie). I just want to give mad props to Reese Witherspoon who, when accepting her award last night at the MTV Movie Awards, stated:
“I just want to say to all the girls out there, I know it’s cool to be bad. I get it; but it’s also possible to make it Hollywood without a reality show,’ she ranted. “When I came up in this business, you were embarrassed, you hid it under your bed…and like, if you took naked pictures of yourself on your cell phone you hide your face people.”
Damn. Wise words, Reese.
Anyways, she did look stunning at the awards last night.
And with that, the topic is closed.
So, it’s raining in Halifax this morning. Crazy, eh? Busy week ahead with work, so let us know if any of you are up for a guest blog post. Reader Mel stated on Twitter that she’d be up for writing a “What Guys will Never Understand About Fashion” piece. I dig that. I’d also like to chat about “dress shorts” this week. They do exist, I swears it.