It’s official. Maggie Gylennhaal looks like me. I have suspected this before, as it is always encouraging to liken ourselves to famous folk. It’s a reason to get out of bed in the morning.
But now, it is officially official. Julien recently pointed out to me the lastest Intervew Magazine, featuring a sultry ms. Gylenhaal lazing about on a couch or bed type situation.
People, it’s freaky. We are twins.
Okay well sorta. My stummy does not do that rib thing when I lay down, but for serious, it’s weird.