This entire week we’re focusing on the girls of New York, I Love You, an anthology of filmic love letters to NYC, which opens this Friday. Our first girl is Rachel Bilson, who holds a special, warm, pillow-topped place in my otherwise jaded heart. If only she wasn’t engaged to Anakin Skywalker we could run away together and live happily ever after on a tropical island, relying simply on coconut milk and intense passion as sustenance. I’d even forgive her for starring in Jumper, and that takes a ton of will power on my part. I mean, did you even see that movie, Rachel? Not even Sam Jackson’s platinum blond hair could save it.
A word from Rachel: “It’s great playing someone who is not like me at all. I’m really a nice girl, so it’s fun to be a bitch, then come home and be myself again.”
I feel the same way about my role at work. Boy, do I act like a big, catty bitch around the office. It’s all about “Talk to the hand” this, and “Have some scalding hot coffee in your face” that. It’s exhausting to keep up the persona.
Here are some pics of a nice girl being naughty after the jump!