I'm so happy to hear that John Mayer dumped Jennifer Aniston. In general, I could care less about celebrities but sometimes they invade your life no matter how much you try to avoid them. Jennifer Aniston was one such person because of the ubiquitous nature of Friends and her high profile relationship with Brad Pitt. I hated all the "Friends." First, because the show was never as good as people made it out to be and second, because each one of the castmates seemed to actually think that they had some uniquely superior talent that made the show what it was. They were blind to the fact that it was just a cultural phenomenon and that people liked the ensemble, not any one of the players. Any group of 20-somethings on that show could've done as well.
But I digress. When Aniston and Pitt were dating, that's all you heard about. When Brad dumped her for Angelina Jolie, every magazine cover in the grocery store openly wondered how Jennifer Aniston would survive. When she started dating John Mayer, who's about 10 years younger than her, these same magazines shouted about how Stella got her groove back.
Somehow a few months ago I started receiving ESPN the Magazine and OK Weekly. I didn't subscribe to either and never paid for them. They are both awful magazines but at least ESPN has paragraphs in it. OK Weekly appears to be targeted to women who don't know how to read and only care what fashions celebrity women are sporting. In the last issue, the cover story was all about how excited Jennifer Aniston was to plan her wedding to John Mayer. Inside, they even showed pictures of the gown she might wear. Hahahahahahahaha. Okay, I'm sure OK Weekly made all of it up and none of the three sentence articles were officially from Jennifer Aniston. Still, it is so great to see how everyone talked about what a "cougar" she was and now to see her get royally dumped.
This should come as no surprise. John Mayer has reportedly said that they have "different chemistry." Translation: "I realized that I'm John Mayer. 18-25 year old chicks throw their panties at me on stage. And the moms of my underage fans want to blow me in my trailer. What am I doing in a serious relationship with a has-been who's ten years older than me." John Mayer is notorious for bedding tons of young Hollywood starlets. No one could have seriously thought this was a relationship headed for the altar. Regardless, I just love when any of these starlets that are so adored in the media for no reason gets dumped. Of course, that means having to endure the next cover of OK Weekly where they have to discuss how torn up Jennifer is. Then again, if they have a picture of her crying it might be worth it.
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I really don't get the obsession with Jennifer Aniston, or Brangelina, or any of them at all. They are overpaid, over-hyped, over-exposed, and overly boring.
Amen
Oh bootie-hoo-hoo. Heaven help any of these people should they have an actual crisis, like not being able to pay for a dental or doctor visit, or losing their home, or not being able to pay for college for their kids, or getting fired from their hourly job because they had to take their kid to the doctor. With so much to contend with, I can't figure out how average Americans have time to read that crap, let alone develop any interest in it.
Mando - Actually, that's the part that I find fascinating. Why do people even want to read about people whose lives are so much better? I guess it's escapism and celebrity mags are targeted much more at women than men. Maybe you women are just more unhappy with your lives and want to fantisize. :-)
All I know is that when I read about people making millions, living in great houses, driving great cars, traveling all over, and sleeping with beautiful partners, it just makes me depressed. Why do I want to hear about those people and then have to get up every day and live my life?
geez, blogger needs a spellchecker
Oh my LORD, even with all the add-ons, living a life with all those "great" things can be totally meaningless and empty. On the other hand, I don't have much and live in something of a constant state of uncertainty, but feel pretty satisfied with life. I also learned that it's a mistake to pin your hopes and expectations on, and live a life that revolves around, another person, whether it's John Mayer or Tim O'Brien or Johnny Depp or some adorable goofball I meet at a bluegrass concert. I'm still hoping to find that right balance in a grownup relationship where the focus of the love is actually not "all about us" but about "what might we do with our two big brains and passion for a,b,c..." Maybe that doesn't exist, and I hope I don't get too attached to it if it does! Because what we're talking about with these celebs is the same thing -- it's all about your car, my kids, Boring's close loved ones, Shameless's campaigns -- the things we're all attached to. The people we see in these magazines are in those magazines because they're attached to attention, to the drama surrounding their hookups and breakups, to their stuff, to their awards. Very few of them could walk away from it tomorrow, just as we have difficulty walking away from the things that we're attached to. I'm still trying to figure out how to do that. The other day, my daughter volunteered that her new SM took my A and two little boys to camp and that my daughter rode in the front seat. That's just insane. My daughter is in the 9th percentile -- she is tiny. Should the car have been hit by another driver, what do you suppose might have happened to Little A when the airbag deployed? She is the most important "thing" in the world to me but asserting my love for her in the form of my Ego getting into another dead-end tussle with people who should know better is not going to protect her.
Sorry for the ramble. I don't know you that well, but from your writing and what I can glean of your intellect, you have lots of good reasons to get up and live your life, probably more potential than most of us, let alone Jennifer Aniston. Puh-lEEZ.
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