i have recently become obsessed with old men. yes. i just said those words.
homeboy knows what’s up. he had me at ‘uh, everything’s fine, situation normal’
in star wars
and ‘i hate snakes!’
as indiana jones
. basically he is the ultimate bad a slash good guy and i love him for it. if i ever tell a guy i love him and he responds ‘i know’, i will marry him on the spot, no questions asked. also, archeologists are now at the top of my list of people i need to date asap.
before there was brad pitt, there was robert redford. (although, the resemblance is uncanny). robert’s perfectly coiffed hair, intellectual spirit, and variety of characters make for a man you cannot deny. he is a baseball genius in the natural, a smooth swindler in the sting, and the cowboy i would like to take me away in butch cassidy and the sundance kid. and then he gives michelle pfeiffer a foot massage in up close and personal. stop it right now.
there is a reason that it was divinely decided long ago that colin firth should play mr. darcy. honestly, if you have not seen the bbc version of pride and prejudice, do yourself a favor and buy some ice cream, pizza, a super soft blanket, and set aside five hours as soon as humanly possible in order to right this wrong. and then do not even get me started on the king’s speech, the importance of being earnest, love actually, and what a girl wants.