What is it about being between thirteen and sixteen/seventeen that makes your blood run hot at the sight of the latest popular movie stud? I imagine the hormones are part of it but that can't be the reason that perfectly normal thirty to fifty year olds are also gaga over this boy. I don't remember every being that overwhelmed by any celebrities, let alone one who appears to be little more than a mouth-breathing over-actor. It does, however, seem to be the year (maybe two or three) of the effeminate boy-child star...What's up with that?
The pictures from Robert Pattinson's participation in this upcoming month's issue of Vanity Fair have surfaced and they've got me once again questioning why anyone thinks this kid is attractive. He looks like his legs and torso are too short for his body and his head's going to topple over any second. One thing I can say for R.Pat (as I'm told the masses have nicknamed him) is that he seems to be fairly self aware: he's even trying to punch himself in the face for being annoying.
Why can't we celebrate some men of substance? Plenty of the cute ones have more to offer than looks...Johnny Depp or Brad Pitt anyone?
Just sayin'...
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