So, I'm sure you read, as I did, that Winona Ryder was briefly hospitalized in London because she took too many Xanax on a recent flight. As someone who doesn't particularly love to fly, I feel her -- although I personally just take one, then have a glass of wine and totally pass out. And then when I wake up, I feel really SERENE until it wears off and I'm a crazy, high-strung bitch again. Anyway, she clearly is fully recovered, because this was taken yesterday:
So pretty! Maybe a little washed out, but pretty! God, I used to really love Winona Ryder. Heathers plus Beetlejuice plus the Little Women where Christian Bale is Laurie (which makes Jo's rejection of Laurie like 100% crazier, something I once didn't think was possible), plus Reality Bites (although Ethan Hawke in that movie is like the poster child for the dude you really don't want to date in the long run) equals, essentially, my movie-going youth in full. So I am happy to see her looking good and willing to forget the outfit from the other side of said plane trip:
So pretty! Maybe a little washed out, but pretty! God, I used to really love Winona Ryder. Heathers plus Beetlejuice plus the Little Women where Christian Bale is Laurie (which makes Jo's rejection of Laurie like 100% crazier, something I once didn't think was possible), plus Reality Bites (although Ethan Hawke in that movie is like the poster child for the dude you really don't want to date in the long run) equals, essentially, my movie-going youth in full. So I am happy to see her looking good and willing to forget the outfit from the other side of said plane trip:
Or maybe this is just her evil twin -- the one who takes too many prescription medications and is prone to wearing outfits that make her appear far squarer and considerably dumpier than she actually is. Evil Twin Winona is trouble, dude. Frumpy trouble. The worst kind. Good Twin Winona needs to serve Evil Twin Winona a hangover cure laced with Drano tout de suite and take her life back.
