Jennifer Lawrence, I like you. I like you A LOT. I like you so much my dreams are filled with sexy sandwiches that include you, me and Bradley Cooper. But you disappointed me, girl. You broke my Hunger Games loving heart on Sunday night as I watched the Golden Globes.
No amount of laughter from the genius that is Tina Fey and Amy Poehler could make me forget the awkwardness that was the bodice of your chosen dress. Well, maybe the awkwardness of Jodie Foster’s speech but that was my only distraction!! Your selection in award wear (or your assistant’s or whomever you should immediately fire for being drunk on the job.) was confusing and laughable. Who am I to say anything since I’ve never been invited let alone won anything on a tv award show? I’m the person weeping on the couch for you. You and your bad taste.
And speaking of bad taste and winning awards, Congrats by the way for your best supporting actress win for Silver Linings Playbook, I believe that announcing that you “…beat Meryl!!” as you approached the microphone to accept your award was as tasteful and respectful as Tommy Lee Jones’ face all night. Seriously, what was up his ass?!! You NEVER mock or show disrespect to the great Meryl Streep, who on her worst day can act rings around you, little mama. And not everyone has seen, or remembers, “The First Wives Club” so stop using it as
an excuse a quote. If you are going quote someone, do Sally Field’s “You like me! You really like me!”
In conclusion, Jenn-may I call you Jenn??-I really love you and your work. I think talent oozes out of that beautiful body of yours and you are very capable of winning many more awards in the future, but can you watch your impulse moves like dress shopping and speech making? There is a reason people watch the shows and it’s not to see who wins. It’s to look at dresses and hear speeches from crazy yet respectful members of your craft.
Besides, I want my sexy sandwich back. I guess I’ll have to settle for Claire Danes.