FAITH HILL: Ooh! Excuse me, stranger, you’re standing awfully close.
TIM MCGRAW: Huh. Is this like one of those role-playing dress-up games you like?
FAITH: WELL. I don’t know what kind of lady you think I am, MYSTERY SIR, but I am here to tell you–
TIM: Faith, it’s ME. Tim.
FAITH: Ha! I don’t think so.
TIM: I am. I swear. Look, I have your car keys in my pocket.
FAITH: WHERE DID YOU GET THOSE?
TIM: From you. Because I’m your husband.
FAITH. No. See, my husband wears hats. Big ones.
TIM: All the time, huh?
FAITH: Yes.
TIM: In the shower?
FAITH: Yes.
TIM: In the kitchen?
FAITH: Double yes.
TIM: In bed?
FAITH: OF COURSE.
TIM: HA. Then what hatless sex fiend did you think was snuggling up to you last night, if it wasn’t your husband, a.k.a ME?
FAITH: … I plead the fifth.
TIM: Fine. I’d rather talk about your outfit, anyway. Shall we take a closer look at it?
FAITH: If you want, but I’ve really got to go meet my husband in a minute. He’ll be wondering where I am.
TIM: In a sense, he already is.





















@maracaseyshoots @TriciaOKelley OMG so cute! Hope he turns up soon!
CMA Awards Fug or Fab: Tim McGraw and Faith Hill
TIM: We are so coordinated!
FAITH: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
TIM: That wasn’t a joke, babe. Just an observation. We look like two formal salutes to the black and white cookie.
FAITH: Jerry Seinfeld once said that he loved the black and white cookie because it was two races of flavor living side by side in harmony, and a wonderful thing. LOOK TO THE COOKIE, TIM. LOOK TO THE COOKIE.
TIM: And then he and Elaine fought a woman over a babka. I don’t know if Seinfeld is a good sartorial inspiration. Although I do agree with George that we really should all drape ourselves in velvet.
FAITH: HAHAHAHHAHAHAHA
TIM: You are acting so weird tonight.
FAITH: The truth is, I’m uncomfortable in this.
TIM: Why? You look comfortable! It’s fetching.
FAITH: I am just more accustomed to wriggling around in pleather football pants.
TIM: You can put those on when we get home.
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