Monday, February 22, 2010


Yesterday proved to be another "It's All Rob's Fault" moment of supreme time suckage when I discovered that the BAFTA red carpet pre-show and awards ceremony would both be streamed live on the internet. After finding a link that actually worked, I kicked back in my jammies with a pot of coffee to watch the proceedings.

Kristen showed up first, looking quite lovely, if a bit tired. (A wild night of Reunion Sex will do that to a girl. Not that I would ever dream of being so presumptous as to assume that she is boffing HHH. I'm sure they actually spent their first night together in a month playing parchesi over a pot of Earl Grey tea.)  Check out how happy she looks! Hell, I'd be smiling too if after all that naked Twister and Jello shots catching up with an old friend.

(Congratulations, Kristen! For oh-so many reasons)

The BAFTA red carpet crowd began to perk up again at the sight of Prince William, who is quite handsome, if a bit thin on top, poor chap.  Good thing he did his rounds before the real prince of the evening showed up, however.  When our beloved Robbie P. showed his grinning mug and spectacular strut on the red carpet, all heck broke loose, as expected.  Damn, that man can hang a suit.
Rob gives gooooood tux.

Why so cute, Rob? *sigh*

"I don't know, I just can't help it."

Why so hot, Rob?  *grroooowwwwl*
"Dunno, ask God or my parents."

What small, furry creature died on top of your head, Rob?
"I have no idea, but it's interfering most grievously with my nervous finger-combing habit."

Okay, let's call a spade a spade.  That's some bad hair.  The wayward forelock...the flat moptop...the wings of hair sticking out over his ears...the excess product.  If I didn't know better, I would have sworn that Kristen sat on it the entire night before.  I tried to give it a chance.  I tried to like it because I like Rob.  I love Rob.  I wouldn't kick Rob outta my bed for leaving cracker crumbs, let alone having bad hair.  But when I feared for his hair concerning the filming of Bel Ami, it never dawned on me that it might not be the facial hair that would be disastrous; it might be the hair on his head instead.  I thought Bel Ami was set in the 1870s, not the 1970s.  Holy John Schneider on a cracker.  And Rob actually thanked the make-up woman for Bel Ami, so if she is the hair stylist as well, I am too dumbstruck to comment any further.

I'm pretty sure it's not just me when websites from People to Tiger Beat are hosting polls asking the general public if Rob's new hair piece style is a 'do' or a 'don't.'

OMG...seriously.  Seriously?  Is this a decision which requires conscious thought?

On the upside, someone inside the awards ceremony managed to make the hair slightly more presentable.  Then again, with a face like that, does anyone really even notice what's happening above it?
Hot DAMN but if that isn't one fine looking man.

And Rob did splendidly on his award presentation.  He didn't seem nervous at all, but very poised and grown up.  I felt like a proud mama! *sniff*  Then I heard the way he oh-so-Britishly pronounced "innovative" and I orgasmed like the shameless hoor that I am.  (:36)

All in all, it was a lovely evening, filled with people winning things, including Kristen, so good on her!  A great time was had by all.  An even better time was had by these two after they ditched the after-party hoo-ha and went back to the hotel for some hoo-ha of a much more private nature.  Not that I would ever presume to imagine that there is anything untoward happening between these two sweet, though oft-hair-challenged, innocent young things.  I'm sure they never even dream of playing "Last one to turn the designer outfit into a bath mat is a rotten egg!"  back at the hotel.  Obviously that's just my pervy old imagination at work.  Hey, a gal can dream....


  1. Yupper, bad hair. hahahahaha I tried to like it too....really. It's just not natural if Rob can't comb his long, lovely fingers through his hair for the world to see. It's just wrong. And not in a good way.

  2. And you win Blog quote of the week with "Damn, that man can hang a suit."
    Too true.

  3. Great post, Leann! You know you had me at BAFTAmath.

    "What small, furry creature died on top of your head, Rob?" LOL!!!.

    Not to mention Dirty Limericks Parts 1 and 2...and the hits just keep comin'....!

  4. You're preachin' to the choir, Yvonne! LOL Ah well, there's always Eclipse. A haircut will be inescapable then!

    Thebastar1, I didn't know there was a blog quote of the week, but I'm happy to win the award! I think you get Twitter quote of the week with the one about Rob's hair height being proportional to how hot you find him! Truer words were never spoken. :)

    Thanks, Robsmacked...Amanda told me the same thing about the post title! LOL So British-sounding too. And you know I had to post those silly limericks, since my blog already has a warning...why not go all the way there? ;P I owe you an email but got a bit sidetracked with a couple of things, as you can see. Talk to you soon!

  5. WHOOPS I totally misspelled your name, Thesabstar1! I apologize :)

  6. I sorta, kinda, like his hair ok flat. Not as well as I like it all sexed up. I figure Rob will have plenty of other things to do with his hands now that Kristen's in town. That should help him get over any nervous energy since he can't run his fingers through his hair..but he can run them through her...ahem...well you know.

  7. Whatever Leann, you are so picky. I like his hair like that, it's adorable.