Okay.
Okay.
Okay.
Seriously, this is going to be bad. Wait for it...wait for it...
I watched Enchanted the other night.
Yes.
Oh, yes.
It was brilliant.
Well, James Marsden was brilliant.
The bit where he screams, 'Giselle!' and rams his fist into his mouth. Seriously. My little heart flopped over. Or would have if my stomach weren't so busy doing the same.
He's freaking HILARIOUS. Stole the show. It makes up for the fact that his forehead takes up about the same percentage of face as Tom Cruise's smile takes up on his (that is, about two thirds).
And then I made the mistake of watching X-Men 2, and for some reason...don't ask me why...I kept expecting him to come rushing down the stairs of the mansion squealing, 'Logan!'
Uh. Yeah. The subtext is totally there. And it is steamy.
Hugh Jackman is still the only man I love who is allowed to have big rippling muscles.
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