< whoo.. sorry about that wonky Twitter box, it should be gone now.
Here's Johnny and Sylvia at the The Golden Globe Awards / Warner Bros. and InStyle After Party. He's gorgeous, I luv luv luvs him in a suit, I could just eat him up. You look good too Syl, don't you just want to have his babies every second of the day?
I forgot to tell you, I asked someone where Johnny might be, and they told me they did not know the location of "Mr. Whitworth". They either didn't know, or they didn't want me clinging to him like a dryer sheet once they told me. I don't get denied too often, I have credentials and I'm also nicer than I seem (no really), so this was humbling. Will I ask again? doubt it.
This reminded me of being a kid again, my Uncle Matty was a property master in Hollywood and I got to go on sets occasionally and one time I made a beeline for Bruce Willis (who was still cute in the early 80's) and a handler stopped me dead in my tracks and told me to never approach the actors. whatthefuckever.