In five more years I foresee a new Internet game called “RDJ or Tim Burton?”
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In five more years I foresee a new Internet game called “RDJ or Tim Burton?”
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The good news is, this isn’t a jumpsuit — it’s a shirt and pants. So I don’t feel as wrong about the fact that I’m strangely attracted to this.
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GWYNETH: Good day, Robert.
RDJ: Guten Tag, Lady Paltrow. Fine day for it. Fine, fine day.
GWYNETH: For what?
RDJ: For wearing my manty-hosen, Queen G.
GWYNETH: Manty-hosen?
RDJ: It’s what I call my lederhosen. My German garb. We’re in Munich, after all. I thought I’d dress the part. Why no dirndl, Duchess GOOPsalot?
GWYNETH: Robert, I can’t be seen engaging in hijinks. I have a cookbook now. Two, actually. I’m a mogul.
RDJ: Tell me, O Bride of GOOPenstein, does one of the recipes call for a pinch from a Pepper Potts?
GWYNETH: Very funny, Robert. You’re like the spirit of Richard Simmons in the body of a movie star Eagle Scout.
RDJ: That is the HIGHEST compliment, GOOP Beverly Hills.
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Our bottomless love for Robert Downey Jr. is well-documented. I will pretty much watch him do anything. He could star in a movie called A Two-Hour Showcase of Heather’s Greatest Phobias and I would still find a way to go see it, most likely by making someone I love go first and take copious timecoded notes on when I could open my eyes. And he’s actually generally quite dapper, and his wife seems nice and stabilizing, so… this isn’t a fug so much as an observation.
Increasingly, something about RDJ lately makes me think he’s starting to look more like an RDJ impersonator.
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Fugneth Paltrow (with RDJ Sauce)
Once again, Gwyneth whips out something totally interesting and yet TOTALLY DERANGED.
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