The big news this weekend was that Brad popped the question to Angie with a honking diamond ring that he helped design. Rumour is it took over a year! (How is that possible – it doesn’t take a year to design a freaking house?!). My thought? Who cares? They have an army of children and have been together for years now. They don’t need to have a stag and doe or register at Target for sheets. Can you imagine Angie having a stagette?? My point? Why get ‘engaged’. Just go get married and get it over with.
And of course, the tabloids are racing to see how devastated Jennifer Aniston is. She’s not. When will these mags get over it? Have you seen her boyfriend? Look – I’ve admitted here – I’m Team Jolie – but I like Jen too. I’m guessing she, Chelsea Handler, Courtney Cox, Kathy Najimy, Sheryl Crow and the rest of their posse are heading to Cabo to drink margaritas, smoke and do yoga – and the only time Brad will be brought up is when they inevitably talk about their sex life – like we all do on chicks weekends. (And exes who cheat on you? They never get glowing reviews).
Congrats Brad and Angie – I’m happy for your kids. But for the sake of all of us, can you just go ahead and do it so we don’t have to have the royal wedding build up for this non-event. Thanks!