I’m supposed to be working a new project right now. But, every time I go to type, I instead picture the awkward moments we didn’t see at the Academy Awards.
So, in hopes of restoring some of my productivity, here’s the moment I want to see:
ANNE HATHAWAY, perky and flushed pink, is powdering her nose in the ladies’ room at the Governors’ Ball. Her GOLDEN OSCAR looks proud on the marble counter top next to the faucet.
The door swings open. KRISTEN STEWART, resplendently askew, enters, her fingers tangled in a knot of hair.
ANNE (placing protective hand on newly acquired Oscar statue)
Kristen!!! Hiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
KRISTEN (blankly)
….Fuck….
What could-be YA moments, real or imagined, did you take away last night?
iva-marie palmer 