M: Can we discuss?
A: Um, I think her pants need hemming.
M: HMPH. Do you know how exciting it is to wear pants that are just a little too long when you're a giant. VERY.
But really, let's look closer. The (sheer-ish?) shirt, the lipstick, the eyeliner, the hair. Perfect.
I still want to be Michelle Williams (though we can all agree to ignore this, right:
But, I want to be Cate Blanchett in 10 years. And maybe Helen Mirren after that. Apparently I want to be blonde.
A: The super-bright lipstick is still taking a bit of getting used to but she's definitely pulling it off. Also, her pants are TOO LONG. But she's gloriously pretty, yeah.
Michelle's dress is...not.
And, I should point out that Cate is only three years older than me so I can be her NOW. HAHA.
M: Why you gotta go crushing my dreams?
A: It's what I do. Sorry. I didn't take Helen Mirren away from you?
M: I can't even talk to you any more.
A: Well, but why do you get to be all the prettiest ladies? It's like you called John Taylor before I even showed up. SO NOT FAIR.
M: WE ARE IN LOVE WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THAT.
A: That's what he told you?
A: Dude, you can have him. I was just MAKING A POINT.
A: Fine, you can have Cate Blanchett. BUT I GET MIRREN.
M: Whatever. You know Cate Blanchett has an aging portrait in the attic and will be smoking hot until she dies.