There was a time when I was kind of in lust love with Hayden Christensen. He was all kinds of lovely. He was a good Canadian boy and I met him briefly at the gala premiere of Life as a House at the Toronto International Film Festival. By met him, I mean that he brushed past me and I probably told him I loved him and snapped a quick photo that sadly got lost in the great computer crash of ’09. BUT, I mean, dude was downright wonderful.
So, you can imagine my surprise when I stumbled upon this…
You see…at first I was all…Bowie? Circa 1986 (Labyrinth baby! And I’m not the only one who thought that too; they did too.) And then I was all…well, maybe it’s Tilda Swinton?
But alas, no. It’s Hayden Christensen. A very manorexic Hayden. But it’s him all right.
YIKES.