Jan 07 2009
… I am contemplating Mr Bond
My oh so sweet daddy treated me to mexican dinner and a movie a couple of days ago. Infamous for being slightly behind, dad and I chose ‘Quantum of Solace’. And once again, just like I did with ‘Casino Royale’, I found myself drooling all over the place - Daniel Craig sure knows how to do whatever it is he does to make me want to be a bond girl. So there I am - in a slightly awkward position going all crazy over a man who is not my husband whilst watching a movie with my father - pondering what it takes to become one of those girls who gets to play around in the sack with mr Craig. Acting of course, but still. So here’s my to do-list to become the next Bond girl:
- Shed 40 punds - they all seem so skinny, don’t they?
- Drop all my acting skills - come on, let’s be honest here, how many academy award winnig actresses are also former Bond girls? Not so many…
- trim some ten or so years off of my age - I mean, 007 seems to have a thing for younger women, to say the least.
Well, that seems as easy as ABC, doesn’t it? All for some potential fake necking and fondling with a pale englishman in a geeky hairdo… Ah, maybe not then. Better stick to the hubby. But still, in the words of Eliza Dootlittle, wouldn’t it be loverly?
