Then
This magazine cover graced the inside of my high-school locker
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEixgFGnhAKz2MTaB_1w_KFdrYFPyjhdTBTchJHu8hp-OXjrDPYZ6PJQbH-RY-eBXWC8Ox4EzUA_eiwk4QU5F_-7m6fObUjwmHx3QEiibgErBhP1i1ZPYbuxxpiLiDfnP1pyDvWccg/s320/time.tomcruise.cover.jpg)
I'm not embarrassed to admit this because, seriously, who knew back then just how strange he was, or would become?
Now
If I were 17 again, this magazine cover would totally be in my locker, twice
![](https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-LZtzb3sT1yEoVlnZMbULDEEe5iPBMekkxveabY9SZOus4JGEDClmacQDVyaLP3uZYuUcISEtypBD8N8mEkWS2Kxy76H56qMop3EM9uF1Cw9_b3JZDA0dX-U0P7IsouauNRjT9Q/s320/GQ.Pattinson.cover.jpg)
However, this does not bode well for Robert Pattinson's sanity or image. Yes, he's very pretty, but whose couch will he be jumping on in 20 years?
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