GWYNETH: Hi, Jack!
JOAQUIN: Who is Jack?
GWYNETH: You’re not… oh, sorry, sir, I thought you were Jack Black preparing for a role in some kind of movie about the Amish. My mistake! A thousand apologies.
JOAQUIN: It’s okay, Gwyneth. I understand if you didn’t recognize me. I’m a rapper now.
GWYNETH: I’m sorry, do we know each other?
JOAQUIN: It’s me, Gwyneth. Joaquin Phoenix. From Gladiator. And Walk The Line.
GWYNETH: Ha ha ha, you are such a kidder. You think I’m going to fall for any old name now that I’ve screwed up once? Nice try, mister.
JOAQUIN: Quills? Signs? Inventing The Abbotts? Ring any bells?
GWYNETH: Well done, trickster, you’ve memorized Joaquin’s IMDb page. Clever prank. Now please disengage from me.
JOAQUIN: Listen, lady, why would I lie? You’re wearing plastic Mom shorts and giant grey hooves. Why would I want to impress you?
GWYNETH: …. You’re RIGHT! It IS you, Joaquin!
JOAQUIN: No, I’ve lost interest now, it’s too late. Be gone. You will be hearing from my lawyers, to make sure that it’s okay that I pour my feelings about this encounter into a new rap song.
GWYNETH: Not if Coldplay beats you to it. GAME ON, furry little man.
JOAQUIN: GAME ON.


















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Fugneth Paltrow
There is something about this photo that I love.
[Photos: Splash News]
It’s as if Gwyneth has just swept imperiously past the top-hatted doorman and he’s staring after her, puzzled and hurt, because all he asked was if she’d had a good day and whether her lunchtime lentils and tree bark were cooked to perfection, and she blew right by so she could get upstairs and write a GOOP post about the lost art of genuflection.
If we were all to bow down to Her Highness of Lifestyle Wisdom, though, we’d come face to face with those curious shoes. And I can’t decide if that’s a good thing. Let’s go in for a closer look that doesn’t require us to get our noses dirty on the pavement:
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