Hypothetical best friend, but that’s just a silly technicality based off the fact that we haven’t met.
Regardless, Jennifer Lawrence (who I like to call Miri, because we’re tight like that…in my head) won the Oscar last night for Best Actress and I screamed like a little girl.
The best part was my mom said to me after the show, “You called it! The Academy must read your blog.” To which I replied:
That’s sweet, Ma, and you’re probably right. VICTORY IS SWEET.
But not as sweet as this fall.
Of course she fell, it’s soooooo Jen to fall. I would know, we’re best friends. And how nice was Hugh Jackman to rush in and try to help her? She had no idea there was a piece of hot Aussie ass extending his man hand out to try and assist her. It’s only the biggest moment in her career in the biggest dress of all time.
I LOVE HER SO MUCH.
Miri sure knows how to recover though, am I right?
Let’s recap the rest of her embarrassing and perfect moments from last night.
NO I CAN’T EVEN.
Never change, Jen.
Just cheers-ing her Oscar with her fellow winners, which includes Daniel Fucking-Day-Lewis, possibly the greatest living actor right now. NO BIG. HA HA HA!
Then, as Jen is giving a legendary post-Oscar interview, Jack Nicholson interrupts and tells her she’s fantastic and perfect and amazing and all things I already knew because we’re best friends.
RANDOM MIRI FACT: Did you know Jen/Miri hates the club scene because she “doesn’t have the stomach to get really wasted. Four drinks, and I’m barfing.” WE ARE THE SAME PERSON. (see About Me section or ask Mike.)
Basically, to sum up last night’s Oscars:
Yep, nailed it.