|A Vast Wasteland|
It seems like its been forever.
Oh I know...
Rob was at the PCA's...
but turn around and he's gone.
No more Rob.
And we haven't seen Kristen since before Christmas.
They have been seen out and about
Especially at their GO TO place The Soho House...
But for the most part they have stayed out of sight.
It's not that they haven't gone out...
You know they do.
But they've gotten quite good at being hidden...
In the open.
Right under your nose. And mine.
Of course they both have admitted that they love staying in too
They were apart for weeks at a time while working...
I guess they have lots of together time to make up for
|Cooking makes Kristen happy. And Rob too.|
And I imagine Kristen is learning lots of new
healthy things to cook
Having fun testing out her food on Rob...
Something I'm sure he doesn't mind in the least.
So Kristen was chosen as the face of Balenciaga's new fragrance.
How fucking awesome is that?
I love it.
I'm beyond thrilled for her.
I'm not one of those fashion chicks
who knows what is what...
I'm woefully lacking in fashion skills.
But I know what I like
And I'm always interested in what Kristen is wearing
because she always surprises...
and looks great doing it.
The picture above is a dress by Balenciaga...
One of my favorite looks of Kristen's.
So other than going through an incredible Kristen drought
and frenzied Robert drought...
What else is new?
But I did have a friend tell me this amusing story...
and since there isn't much else to talk about
I thought I would share.
Once upon a time
There was this wonderful couple
Fred and Ginger
|"Don't forget Ginger Rogers did everything he did backwards...and in high heels!"|
So one day...
Fred went out and bought a second hand bedroom set
with a second hand mattress for a guest bedroom
(I know... gross)
So Fred brings home this bedroom set...
and about a month later
Fred is on the phone...
bragging about the DEAL he got on this purchase
because he got it all secondhand cheap
(And Fred isn't lacking in funds.)
And all of a sudden...
Ginger's head turns around like an owl
"WHAT DID YOU JUST SAY??"
And Fred was so thick that he was like...
"What... is that bad?"
Now... up to that point no one had slept on said mattress...
Only the puppy had found it comfortable.
But Ginger made Fred drag the mattress outside to the curb
for the garbage pickup...
And while it was sitting outside
The dog started jumping on it
And Ginger is yelling at him to get off of it
And then the puppy pisses on it.
|Yeah? What are you going to do about it?|
They finally get the puppy in the house...
and go about their business
someone pulls up and starts to pick up
said pissed on mattress...
Ginger hears this and goes running outside
wearing only a t-shirt...
(She was.. in a rush)
Ginger is yelling...
"Stop! Stop! It's pissed!"
And then we have Fred running after Ginger
because she is barely covered
and he is worried someone will see her like that...
but Ginger doesn't get to them in time
and they get the mattress and drive away as fast as they can
thinking that maybe Ginger is trying to stop them from taking it...
And there stands Fred and Ginger.
In their t-shirts.
Oh that Fred.
Always getting into trouble...
Making Ginger laugh everyday.
Ginger is lucky to have Fred.
Moral of the story?
Don't buy secondhand mattresses.
Or pick them up at the curb.
Like Fred and Ginger.
|LOVE their faces here... SO happy to see each other.|
So anything else?
I don't know.
I've been busy mourning my Green Bay Packers.
I'm sure you don't really care.
But I've been born and raised a Packer fan...
and to see them fall apart on such a stage
is rather heartbreaking.
|It's OK, Aaron... You're still the MVP of the league.|
But it does make the next few weeks less stressful.
And now I don't care about the Super Bowl.
So I can take a deep breath...
and enjoy the food
and the drink.
Especially the drink...
So this post is brought to you by Tom Sturridge.
I hesitate to say I miss him...
Because you know what happens when I do.
Within a day or two...
Pictures of him cavorting about with Ms Miller
Always seem to show up.
Careful what you wish for...
|Leave him alone...|
Poor sweet Tom.
You know he doesn't enjoy having his picture taken.
Even when he's supposed to like it.
He looks like he can't wait to get the hell out of there.
I adore him.
If I do have to see a picture of Tom...
Let him at least be smiling and happy.
I also don't want to say
that I want a picture of Rob and Kristen.
Because I don't.
I love this.
I'm happy for them.
I know they are happy.
Bye for now