Jill Murray
The stars come out to play
Can a headline become a cliché? Who will join me in retiring this one?
I noticed it this morning in the Globe & Mail, and my first thought was “It’s not even Toronto International Film Festival season.”
Unless you’re going to link to an article with a photo of Angelina Jolie and Jennifer Aniston in an actual sandbox with buckets and Tonka Trucks*, I don’t want to read that anymore.
Deal?
(*why do I get the feeling there is an actual The Hills photo stunt just like this planned if not already archived)
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not even if it’s lindsay lohan and her girlfriend? sorry, i just had to get that in.
No monkey bars, no headline.
As if a red carpet counts as “play.” Those people are working.
Pfft.