I've always sort of loved Kate Winslet, right down to how deliciously British her last name sounds. She seems like she'd be a laugh, her cameo on Extras ruled, and basically I imagine she'd be super fun over some pints and a game of darts at a pub. So whenever I hear somewhat negative stories about her and how her public image of awesomeness might not be entirely true to life, I tend to put my fingers in my ears and screech something by Jessica Simpson (seriously, however you feel about her, "A Public Affair" will cure you of ANYTHING that's stuck in your head unpleasantly) in the hope of blocking my brain from retaining the information.
But I can't decide how I feel about this. Now, I don't want to take anything away from how bodaciously curvy and curvily bodacious Kate Winslet looks here, but:
It's not very Kate Winslet, is it? Not that I want to pigeonhole her as a fair English rose for the rest of her life -- I imagine it sucks to be pigeonholed, not least because pigeons are detestably foul rodent-birds -- but because it's just a tad jarring. She looks less like a Winslet and more like a Wakefield. Seriously, I feel like this is what an adult Jessica Wakefield would look like if she a) were lucky; b) had lost her gold lavaliere that matched Elizabeth's, which she otherwise wore every day; and c) existed anywhere except the imaginations of people like me, who have heard whispers of a Sweet Valley High adult series and are desperately curious to know how that would work. You just KNOW that Lila Fowler grew up into an Alexis Morrell Carrington Colby Dexter Rowan.
The point being, I can't decide if I like Kate Winslet: Blonde Bombshell, or Kate Winslet: Original Flavor, or both. Actually, if I had my druthers, I'd probably pick Kate Winslet: Titanic Edition, except minus the actual movie. But sometimes in life we don't get to choose.
But I can't decide how I feel about this. Now, I don't want to take anything away from how bodaciously curvy and curvily bodacious Kate Winslet looks here, but:
It's not very Kate Winslet, is it? Not that I want to pigeonhole her as a fair English rose for the rest of her life -- I imagine it sucks to be pigeonholed, not least because pigeons are detestably foul rodent-birds -- but because it's just a tad jarring. She looks less like a Winslet and more like a Wakefield. Seriously, I feel like this is what an adult Jessica Wakefield would look like if she a) were lucky; b) had lost her gold lavaliere that matched Elizabeth's, which she otherwise wore every day; and c) existed anywhere except the imaginations of people like me, who have heard whispers of a Sweet Valley High adult series and are desperately curious to know how that would work. You just KNOW that Lila Fowler grew up into an Alexis Morrell Carrington Colby Dexter Rowan.
The point being, I can't decide if I like Kate Winslet: Blonde Bombshell, or Kate Winslet: Original Flavor, or both. Actually, if I had my druthers, I'd probably pick Kate Winslet: Titanic Edition, except minus the actual movie. But sometimes in life we don't get to choose.
