Life in LaLaLumay Land

04 July 2007

On the Fence

Tom Cruise...what is the fuss? Seriously, ladies and gentlemen, what makes this man so hot? Do you all have some strange domination fantasy into which his puny frame fits nicely? Maybe is it his openness to life beyond this planet? Could it be his wild exuberance for his lady of the decade?

Frankly, TC never appealed to me. I think I was the only woman in the theater who wanted him to take off those stupid glasses -- they just make your honker look honker-er -- and put on some damn pants! Even in uniform (Taps and A Few Good Men, he could not generate heat. Hell, wacky old Jack can generate more heat -- even with his silly, ubiquitous sunglasses -- than couch-hopper Cruise.

Exhibit A: Frilly Milly's front
Although there is roughly 4" of armhole to knit, I am not getting a good feeling about this one. Please pull your eyes away from my saddlebags, and note that darling Milly lacks...waist shaping! Did I not say here, "As God is my witness, I will never knit without waist shaping again!"? Well, if I did not; I should have.

Exhibit B: Frilly Milly's back
Do you hear Christmas carols? It's beginning to look a lot like Molly.

Closing Arguments
Ladies and Gentlemen of the Jury, give it to me straight. I want answers. I want the truth. I can handle the truth.

Carry on or cut my losses?

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