This morning I awoke to the patter of rain on my window and the throb of a celebrity gossip gene sparking to action in my head. For whatever reason, this usually only happens with power couples — recent revelations about Taylor and Burton or Schwarzenegger and Shriver come to mind — probably because the sincerity and profile of their love, however transitory or immodest, makes them emotionally relatable while trafficking in mystique that more civilian celeb couples just don’t have. They are eminently accessible, yet entrancingly elusive. Shaking off sleep and wondering what world event might have prompted this early-morning psychic schism, I figured it could only be one thing.
Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie rocked Cannes. Again.
Indeed, a search of the photo record indicates the world’s reigning supercouple (with apologies to the Duke and Duchess of Cambridge) did more than walk the red carpet at last night’s Tree of Life premiere on the Croisette. They kind of played it. A rhythm section of paparazzi clicked away in thrall to the handsomest couple in Hollywood, laying the foundation for a chorus of fans, celebrants, even peers to whisper, yelp, shout and swoon. Pitt in his tux (albeit with the top button having gone AWOL) and Jolie in her chocolate brown Atelier Versace gown, this twin lightning strike of pulchritude and presence, waving, kissing, gesturing, mugging, grinning, owning. It was all so fucking glamorous. Co-stars Sean Penn and Jessica Chastain — the latter looking lovely herself in Zac Posen, all canary yellow and cherry red — never stood a chance.
It’s…
Source: http://www.celebrities.com/celebrities-gossip/i-hate-brad-pitt-and-angelina-jolie-an-appreciation/
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