This is a photo of Bradley Cooper and Anastasia. They’re filming a movie together, and, as if you couldn’t tell, they love each other very much. Isn’t it always so nice when actors can bond together like this on set? It’s inspiring, I think.
Yeah, there’s not really much of a story here. It’s just that sometimes a really special piece of magic comes along that I just can’t keep all to myself. And sometimes, like when Bradley spoke beautiful French or when Hugh Jackman got a puppy, I find something too completely, instinctively attractive that I can’t help but share it with you. And Bradley Cooper with a baby tiger falls into both of those categories.
So, like, not to be gross, but would you tap that or what?
Anyway, I don’t speak a lick of French, so I have no clue what Bradley is saying. You might complain that this isn’t that much of a story, and to that, I say that you can suck it, for it is my birthday, Bradley Cooper is enchanting, and I live my life on my own terms.
Thank you, Life and Style for ruining my week-long hard-on parade held in honor of Bradley Cooper. Just when I was really, really starting to get into him, that bitch Olivia Wilde swoops in and snatches him up like she’s got some kind of entitlement to every hot guy on the block (sources say she does). Other sources at Life & Style (who snapped the above photos) claim that she and Bradley even LEFT TOGETHER the other night after partying at the Boom Boom Room in New York City:
“Olivia was Bradley’s date,” an eyewitness tells Life & Style. “He was always taking her hand or putting his hand on her lower back, it was really sweet. He took care of her all night.”
“They were definitely together,” adds the eyewitness. “At one point, they even wanted some alone time and hiked up the stairs to the roof, but they had trouble getting there!”
“They left together at 12:15,” the eyewitness says. “They seemed really comfortable together.”
How fair is this? I mean, Olivia Wilde has got to be one of the more gorgeous actresses these days, and though we ALL KNOW she’s been available since her divorce with whoever-the-fuck it was, come on. Save some for the rest of us, won’t you? Who’s next, my Adrien? Is NO BEAUTIFUL MAN OFF LIMITS, Wilde?
Want to hear a little secret? I did not. see. The Hangover. Seriously. I know, to some of you, that’s like saying I don’t know who Dorothy Gale is or that the Beatles are one of the most overrated bands in history (oh, wait … they are), but I just cannot tell a lie. The Hangover never made it to my list of movies I just ‘gotta see.’ Even now, with its rampant availability and the gentle proddings of friends who claim I’d just love it, I’m not interested. Thereby? I’m not interested in seeing The Hangover II. But what I AM interested in is drooling over these photos of Bradley Cooper. I know a lot of people think he’s gay and whatever, but come on. It’s not like I’m trying to MARRY THE DUDE or something, he’s just some really great eye candy and I am LOOKIN’ FOR SOME SWEETS.
Are any of you as blasé about H II (or better yet, The Hangover) as I am? Are you just as equally excited about new Bradley Cooper photos as you are blasé? Because if you are, man? We have a lot in common this morning.
Dude, this is almost like, ceremonial for me. The first weekend that I ever worked at EvilBeet I wrote up a post being like, “Isn’t it weird that Bradley Cooper and Renée Zellweger are dating because he’s clearly a homosexual?”
It took them like, two years, but the couple, as of Friday, at least, are officially dunzo. To be fair, the two never announced or even confirmed that they were a couple, but they lived together, made a movie together and were often seen out together. It was either a faked relationship to keep their names in the papers, or like, Will & Grace up in there.
What do you say about this sorta thing? I’m sure neither of them are sad that their non-existent relationship is over and that there was some sort of weird blow out between the two when Bradley and his boyfriend walked in on Renée and her boyfriend and they couldn’t remember which one of them agreed to let the other use the bed that night.
I like Renee Zellweger a lot. Maybe it has a lot to do with Bridget Jones’ Diary or something, but she just appeals to me. However? Am I the only one who, as of late, gets a distinct Jennifer Aniston vibe from her? And by ‘Jennifer Aniston vibe,’ I mean a kind of clingy, needy, ‘Please-oh-please current boyfriend won’t you marry me’ type of vibe? Because I do. Really. And it hurts me to say that, because I genuinely do like Renee.
Long ago there were Zellweger-Cooper marriage rumors and photos of Renee and Brad’s mom floating around like wildfire. There’s no better way to try and force a man to marry you than to put a bug in his mom’s ear over it, am I right, Jen? But as of yet, it clearly hasn’t happened.
However, Renee hasn’t given up Bradley and Renee are still together, and they’re still appearing in public together once in awhile. So I guess that speaks volumes. And what else speaks volumes? Bradley’s oh-so-obvious negative body language and Renee’s unknowing shit-eating grin. Crash and burn, ladies and gents.
The first 2 seasons, I was all about it– from the moment double agent Sydney Bristow showed up in the lobby of the CIA wearing that raver wig and looking beat all to hell, till they pulled that crappy 2 year time lapse thing at the end of the second season and things started to get all weird and shitty.
That show was amazing, because it was the first time I can remember a female lead in a modern action series that wasn’t just two dimensional (or should I say, 32-DDimensional) but managed to be strong, sexy, smart, badass, and yeah, vulnerable at the same time. Before you could say “Emmy nomination” I was signing up for Krav Maga classes and checking out books on game theory from the library. I never finished either the books the Krav Maga lessons (or the TV series for that matter) but I’m pretty sure Jennifer Garner, Bradley Cooper, and Michael Vartan all thank their lucky stars every day for that damn raver wig and the character beneath it who gave them their big breaks.
As I mentioned above, the show started going downhill for me after the end of the second season, and this week, Michael Vartan (who played Sydney’s love interest, Vaughn, on the show) finally nailed the coffin shut for me by getting engaged to his girlfriend Lauren Skaar, a woman he met in a Whole Foods parking lot in Los Angeles last year.
What the shit? The only thing I’ve ever managed to pick up at a Whole Foods is a growler of Yazoo beer.
So, congratulations and stuff…. I guess.
At least we still have Bradley Cooper. I know at least one writer on this website who is willing to be such a beard for him the L.A. Kings will constantly think it’s hockey playoff season.