I just sat here for twenty minutes trying to remember if I've seen Maid of Honor, the movie Michelle Monaghan was in with Patrick Dempsey a few years ago. You know the one I mean: they're besties, he decides he loves her just as she gets engaged (or directly thereafter, though that's less flattering to him, as it implies he only love her when he couldn't have her anymore), she asks him to be her maid of honor, stereotypes of wedding-crazed women ensue as he gambols with the rest of bridesmaids, and then -- presumably after a series of misunderstandings that could have been cleared up with a simple discussion -- love is declared, her fiance is shuttled, and MM marries McDreamy. Am I close? I don't think I have seen it, but it sure feels like it after approximately 30 years of being near a television set. And now I suspect that Michelle has come straight from the set of the sequel she's currently filming, Maid of Honor II: The Servant Has Become the Master, in which the most wedding-crazed of her non-Dempsey bridesmaids finally snags a man and makes all of her own bridesmaids wear THE WORLD'S MOST HORRIFIC BRIDESMAID'S DRESS:
Holy Jordan almonds. Trying picking up a cute groomsman in THAT thing. You'd have an easier time setting up a souffle in a hurricane.
Holy Jordan almonds. Trying picking up a cute groomsman in THAT thing. You'd have an easier time setting up a souffle in a hurricane.
