Posts Tagged ‘Blue Valentine’
REEEEMIXXX!!! I remixed “…Looks Like This Now” because it’s Monday. You’re welcome.
Ryan Gosling looks mysterious. So mysterious in fact I want to follow him around in a totally non psychotic way.
My dad totally has those shoes.
I guess we lose them one way or another.
Ryan Gosling’s Esquire Magazine is that moment. I tearfully write this post. It’s as if just a few short days ago Ryan Gosling was all hipster and breaking up fights on 14th street.
First off, let’s get into these creepy as pictures and then a diorama he gave the interviewer for inspiration. I kid you not… he bestowed a creepy 3rd grade project on a reporter. *tear* We lose them so fast!
Ok. So that’s pretty weird, but he’s an actor. Actors are weird and crave attention. I get it. But his interactive diorama project that portrays his haunted child hood home, makes me afraid to enter a long-term relationship with Ryan Gosling, which was one time a thing I prayed for at night.
And not to mention (this will really stop your hormones from leaking out for him) the interview. Here are some quotes:
“because I’m lucky enough to have easy access to not one but two Halloween stores. I bought a bunch of masks yesterday.” Gosling shows a curious reverence for certain traditional supernatural icons — ghosts, skeletons, hauntings in general. For weeks he has exchanged e-mails with the photographer who took the pictures for this story, hoping to direct the shoot as a means of exploring his self-revelations.
I really just want him to guest star on Ghost Hunters. I mean, if you’re gonna be a freak… let your freak flag fly and go balls to the wall, ya know??
Know this much about Ryan Gosling: Man loves candy. He speaks of it the way rich men discuss wine; he picks it from the shelves like he’s working piano keys. He knows where it lives on the racks — low or high, above what display, betwixt whatever chocolates squat there. (Gosling has no use for chocolate.) Five stops at bodegas, and one at this 7-Eleven, and in each case Ryan Gosling sniffs out the florid Japanese gelatin as if he lived on the block, as if he shopped there every damned day. Its very presence seems to comfort him. “This is the stuff,” he says, in aisle two of four. Then he piles them on the countertop. Kazoozles atop Nerds Ropes, twin packs of Hi-Chews, green apple and grape. He also feels strongly about Haribos, especially the multiflavored bag. “I like to call this the next level of candy,” he says, with a thready graveness in his voice, either mocking seriousness or giving, in fact, a serious mocking. Over and over again, he uses his eyes to say: Are you with me? More enthusiasm, even as he goes on. “Hi-Chews! Look at these! It’s the candy that never quits on you. This candy is always worth the price. There used to be a candy called Bonkers, which I believe to be the greatest candy of all time.” He pours coffee for both of us, with as much sugar as he can get in, and turns to the register before he continues. A girl stands at one end of the aisle, holding her phone up for a photo of him unaware. “For some reason, they discontinued Bonkers. These are good, you’ll see,” he says, holding up the Hi-Chews. Then he hands me my coffee and says with a smile, “Sugar till you die.”
I know that’s a lot to read, but pretty much he loves candy so much that he transformed into a white version and sexy version of Michael Jackson. Hopefully, minus the letting children sleep over thing.
This all upsets me so much. Someone in Hollywood please cast this guy in a comedy… he’s losing it. If I see him and James Franco hanging out together, I’m staging an intervention.
I always made it a point to have a crush on one of my professors each semester to make the semester way more fun, but now when I see Ryan Gosling looking like a hot biology teacher that I never had the opportunity to learn from, I can only look back on my college career and feel like a whore.
I don’t know who those other people are so I can only assume they are failing Ryan Gosling’s class.
Yesterday was my roommate Cor Cor’s birthday. I promised her Ryan Gosling for her birthday…. but all I got her was a book of Lime ice pops. Not exactly the same thing, but whatever.
This will just have to do.
Happy Birthday Cor Cor!!
Ryan Gosling looks like a mix between Zack Morris, Jack Dawson and a woman.
Do you still want to runaway with him now Cor Cor?? Have this image in your head when you’re going to sleep and tell me if you have a dream about him.
He looks like a chick and/or a hair model in those salon books where the hairstyles that are shown are ones that no real man (gay or straight) would ever be caught dead rocking.
Ryan Gosling rocked that look.
My roommate is obsessed with Ryan Gosling. He’s been her flavor of the week for about the past month. So he’s her man candy of the month I guess. It’s really becoming a problem. I’ve never seen her so in love.
I can’t wait for her to see this, and this is how I’m going to test if she read this. So, yeah you better be reading this Cor Cor or no delicious Lime fruit pops for you. (that’s a staple in our apartment)
She loves Gosling so much that I’m pretty sure she’d run away with him and leave me with the rent without any sort of notice.
(Cor Cor if that happens….. I’ll…. I’ll….. You have a great time!!! And I want some deets girl!)
So, I dedicate this to Cor Cor and I imagine she’ll be weeping tears of joy whilst watching this… and is probably breaking up with any guy she’s dating via text.
There was also an interview. I only watched bits and pieces because I’m a shitty journalist. He’s kind of charming. I just wasn’t super into The Notebook and that’s all I can think about when I think of him. Well, that and Murder By Numbers, where him and Michael Pitt played killers… and in that I was totes mcgotes crushing.
I should probably go to therapy about that little fun fact.
Anyway… here is the interview:
Watch this part definitely because at one point Gosling is talking about going to the Congo and then they show this clip of an adorable black baby, dancing, and rolling her eyes in a creepy way, to Rihanna’s “Rude Boy”. I have no idea what’s happening, but I’m cracking up! I get really offended when little black, adorable babies are better dancers than I am. I should probably adopt one so they can teach me some moves.
I haven’t seen Blue Valentine (guess how many times Cor Cor has seen it?? Twice! But I’m pretty sure, she has snuck off to see it more than that, and just hasn’t told me), but I want to see it so it can change my view on relationships…. because from what I said earlier, I’m a weirdo.
And plus, Michelle Williams is in it and I miss Dawson’s Creek. This is a win- win for me.
*raises hand slowly*
I’m not really coming up with any profoundly funny things today (yet), I’m pretty much just stating the obvious and falling in love left and right. I must be in an excellent mood.
Check out Ryan Gosling being his charismatic self in this interview with ABC.
First off… his face when the guy is asking him to sing something is hilarious and then he breaks into the My Little Pony theme song? Why is that even an option for him?
I mean if you don’t think he is adorable you are either a lesbian, a straight guy, or blind.
Oh and go see Blue Valentine… I haven’t seen it yet, but everyone says it’s amazing and him and Michelle Williams are breath-taking. I can not wait to be emotionally drained from that movie this week.
Go see it and then we can chat about it!
I always had the theory that GQ and Details magazine can make anyone look absolutely gorgeous. Seriously, any man on these covers look stunning. I sometimes stop at the bodegas just to look at them.
And by look, I mean admire. In a totally non creepy way.
Ryan Gosling was just another pretty face, made even prettier by GQ. Sit down for these.
Really, Ryan Gosling?? Really??
This makes me want to go back to school and write a whole thesis on these magazine covers. I don’t know exactly what I would have to go to school for to do that… but I’d pay a ridiculous amount of money to do so.
Ryan Gosling is actual doing something besides looking awesome… he is promoting his new movie Blue Valentine with Michelle Williams.
But… any excuse to get him on the cover with the amazing people who work there. We should all send them a letter, thanking them for making people look so great. And then hire them to take pictures of us.