I tell you what, her jaw (as well as the rest of her, let's be honest) borders on not being human.
I've given a lot of thought to how I could accomplish having such a chiseled jaw at some point in my life and I've come to the conclusion that I'd have to a) give up eating potato chips by the bag for pretty much ... well, forever ... as well as b) take up kick boxing or running or some other such madness.
So, I've decided that I should keep BOTH of my chins and stop wondering how in the world Jennifer Garner got her one chin so darn defined.
That being said, I'm pretty sure that there's a pint of ice cream in the freezer that needs to be polished off. (Whilst I watch Syd kick some serious terrorist trash.)
That's all for now. But stay tuned, because when I OD on TV like this, it usually stirs up all kind of drama in my life. (By which I mean: I start imagining all kinds of things, like what I'd do if I were a spy and had to choose between letting my former lover be shot to death or stabbing him not-quite-to-death myself so I could save his life, or what I'd do if I was sharing a pint of ice cream with one Will Tippen and we ended up kissing over the hot fudge.) I tell you what, good dramatic TV (esp spy shows) make my imagination run wild - and that, my friends, could make for some fun posts in the next few days.
Over and out.
2 comments:
Now you've really done it. I am going to have to watch Alias... and dig the mint cookies and cream out of the freezer. I hope you're happy. Because I sure am!
That picture is one of Syd's best aliases . . . alias's . . . alias' . . . not sure how to do that one (also, running on very little sleep right now). Is that when the guy licks her face and she has to just stand there even though she wants to kill him? First 2 seasons, fabulous . . . not so much after that. Wishing I was invited to the Alias/Potato Chip/Ice Cream marathon. :)
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