Hold your breath until you pass out then.
While we’re on the topic of my husband Hugh Dancy, I wanted to touch on the subject I discussed yesterday with our work study, Patrick. (Patrick, by the way, is the funniest, most insightful guy ever.) While Patrick was busy pointing out how skinny Claire Danes has gotten, I was busy noticing how much Hugh’s aged. I love the man, but as you can see by these side-by-side comparisons, since he’s been dating Claire (not that I’m correlating the two, just using it as a time device) he’s looking his age and then some. If you were to guess, how old do you think he is in the photograph on the left? If I didn’t know any better, I would say 26. Well, he was 30. On the photograph on the right he looks 36 or so, no? Yeah well he’s 33. Photograph-L was taken on 18 April 2006 during the “Elizabeth I” first premiere in New York. Photograph-R was taken just days ago in Venice during a VIP screening of “Valentino: The Last Emperor”.
So there you have it. I think the photographic evidence speaks for itself, and I’m pretty sure it’s saying, “Jona, don’t you have some real work to do?”
(Photos via hughdancy.info)
My favorite part of my mornings at work by far—eating strawberry yogurt and catching up on my Google reader.
— treblerebelle.tumblraw. too sweet for words.
I just felt a pang for all my abandoned stuffed animals residing quietly in my parent’s basement.
My sister used to sleep with every stuffed animal she owned so as not to offend or hurt the feelings of any of them. She’s a better woman than I was. I played favorites.
aww, this reminds me of the velveteen rabbit by margery williams. i loved that story as a kid.
It reminded me of the Velveteen Rabbit, too! Also my favorite story, even now.