Boy. Even wearing yesterday’s makeup, looking like she hasn’t slept in ages (and pregnant; she’s definitely pregnant, I’ll go ahead and bet), Blake Lively looks way better than any of us do on our best day. And I don’t even mean that in an insulting kind of way, because I’m sure lots of you guys just look absolutely luminescent first thing in the morning, before you’ve even had your first cup of coffee or tea or whatever caffeinated beverage you might consume in the dawning hours of the day.
And speaking of caffeinated beverages and being all tired and puffy-eyed, that’s so me today, guys. I’m leaving for vacation tomorrow morning (very, very, very early tomorrow morning; I have a flight to catch at 6 AM and the airport is almost three hours away) and because I’m JUST. SO. EXCITED. about it, I wasn’t able to sleep a wink last night. And I’m not going to sleep a wink tonight, partially because I’ll still be JUST SO EXCITED, and partially because there isn’t going to be time to go to sleep, so I’m tired. I’m very, very tired and only running on adrenaline (and caffeine, too; can’t forget caffeine) and anticipation. In short? I look nowhere near as good as Blake does, even though she looks like she’s had the same kind of sleep I got last night. Life is just so unfair sometimes, you know?