But seriously, look at them. I mean, I’m not going to pretend like I’m any kind of familiar with Emily Blunt’s work or that I’ve seen John Krasinski in anything besides of The Office (well, I saw the first five minutes of Brief Interviews with Hideous Men, but it was pretty hideous itself so we didn’t get any further than that). I don’t think I have to see anything other than this picture to be filled with a sort of vicarious but well-meaning joy at the thought of this couple’s wedding. I realize that might make me a tad bit creepy, but fuck it, they are precious and I love it.
Aight, aight. So I always have to admit whenever I critique people’s fashion that I really have no business doing so. I am wearing flared jeans as I write this. Yes, flared. They’re old and they’re really comfortable and you would wear them too if you didn’t have a will to live. ANYWAY! That being said, I was pretty disappointed across the board by the dress selections last night at The Critic’s Choice Awards. With the exception of a couple (Heather Graham, Emily Blunt, Amy Poehler), everyone looked like they bought their dress of the rack at Nordstrom in the really fancy section last minute. Lots of ill-fitting garments, lots of things that looked like last season’s trends or generally unstylish (from the dress to the shoes, I beg you to tell me: What the fuck is Sandy B. wearing in the photo above? Are those hooves?) Perhaps I’m being a bit harsh, or maybe I should consider that the Golden Globes are on Sunday and everyone’s saving their pretty for that, but you let me know what you think in the comments…
I don’t ever write posts where I talk about how much I hate Celebrity Girl X because she’s dating Celebrity Guy B, because I don’t EVER feel that way… Until now.
Emily Blunt spent her Saturday strolling around NYC, arm in arm with John Krasinski. Now, I have never met John Krasinski, and probably never will. And since I don’t know him, it’s impossible to like him. But that doesn’t stop me from feeling jealous of a relationship that has nothing to do with me between two people I’ve never met. Is that insane?
To be clear, it’s not prickly girl-on-girl hate I’m feeling. It’s just pure, unadulterated ENVY. I happen to think Emily Blunt is absolutely adorable, and she just happens to be dating one of the two celebrity guys I have a crush on. The fact that they both dress like normal, stylish people while strolling around Chelsea and hailing cabs just makes me like them even more.
Yo John, come to my Christmas party tonight. You can bring the Blunts.