It has recently come to my attention that perhaps I want to be Sandra Bullock. Now, I mean — now that the whole Jesse James debacle is firmly behind her. Because I would really rather not live through learning that my husband is secretly getting it on with anyone, much less a Nazi sympathizer. Basically, one of my rules of thumb is to avoid Nazis at all cost. As a piece of advice, I feel that one is quite strong. But right now? Let’s take stock: career is going gangbusters; she has an adorable child; she recently rode around Venice on a boat with Clooney and she’s snuggling with him here; she apparently has an unending array of charming day-dresses, possesses generally acceptable cocktail dresses, sports mostly good shoes, and like everyone, looks hotter in sunglasses. Case closed.
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