Kirstie Alley. So funny. I wrote a post about Kirstie a few weeks ago, singing her praises and whatever, and HERE SHE IS, getting ready to star on the next segment of Dancing With the Stars. I’m going crazy, guys. It’s like it was meant to be or something.
And can we discuss how UNBELIEVABLE Kirstie looks for her age? I read an article last night, and though I probably subconsciously knew it, she’s sixty. Sixty years old. Like, older than my mother. Kirstie Alley. Who I remember very fondly from Cheers and Look Who’s Talking. It really just blows my mind, and honestly, I’ve been trying to wrap my head around this all morning.
And to add on to the Kirstie-love, she also says that she’s not going to be parading any skimpy costumes on DWTS, and that might make some of you sad, or instead, heave a sigh of relief:
“I’m not showing my junk until I’m ready. I’d like to lose about three spare tires still.”
Personally, I really don’t care how much girlfriend weighs – I think she’s gorgeous, she’s funny as hell, and she’s confident; things like that go much further than merely just being a size 00 equating an automatic ‘hot.’
Good for you, K, and I’ll totally be rooting hard for you on DWTS.