Wednesday, February 29, 2012

I was saving this for a rainy day...

but I thought we could all use some cheering up today.

This article is kinda old but still makes me smile :)


Robert Pattinson's Underwear Preference ... Yeah, Slow Day
When I was studying to get my master's degree in political science at The University of Edinburgh (thank you very much), I never thought I would be writing about the underwear preferences of a fellow Brit. Well, here we are. I'm dealing with it, so hopefully you can too. Drumroll please... 
It's true, Robert Pattinson does indeed prefer briefs to boxers. "Marks and Spencer's [British department store] tighty whities are Robert's brand of choice," a source very close to the actor tells me. "When doing all his stunts, Robert likes to feel down below is all in place and not flopping around. It's one less thing that he has to worry about."
Apologies for the visual ... though, I have a feeling many don't mind thinking of such things. Naughty R-Pattz fans!
And all those rumors about Robert's lack of hygiene? Ignore them. Sources in the wardrobe department tell me that Robert insists on a fresh pair of underwear ever day. Well, now we know!
Jumping Rob.. how I have missed thee!


Sunday, February 26, 2012

Awesome article from the Sunday Times

Saw this on Twitter yesterday.  Felt like it should be shared.  Great article - and we get a couple of "answers" in that Rob's haircut was indeed for a part tryout...although we still don't know which one...and it sounds like he's had some good time off and away from the crazy...I like when he's happy like that.  Enjoy the read...the picture at the bottom, well, every post needs a little more Rob ;-) 


“The world’s favourite vampire is in Berlin for a whirlwind visit and, true to bloodsucking type, Robert Pattinson isn’t eating. Tonight, he will do the red-carpet thing for the world premiere of his new film, Bel Ami, but in the private hotel lounge allocated for this interview — “This is classy,” he comments as he strolls in — he barely makes a dent in the chicken salad he has ordered, despite his professed hunger.
Pattinson isn’t known for playing characters who do much smiling or laughing, either, so the first thing to notice is how readily he does both in person. Decked out in a black-grey ensemble and sporting a new cropped haircut under his black cap, he has barely sat down, with a pack of Camels by his side, before he’s folded up in mirth, talking about the KitKatClub, a notorious Berlin sex joint, and his desire to ­patronise it with his family. Is he joking? I hope not. “I was telling my dad about it last night, and he sounded really into it. ‘I’m coming over — let’s go to the orgy club.’ ”
The 25-year-old actor has been to Berlin many times. One of the best holidays he ever had was a stay in the east when he was 17, “before it was so gentrified”, ­frequenting bars that took up illegal residence in abandoned buildings. Such footloose times are seemingly in the past for the star of Twilight, although his desire to hit the KitKatClub may indicate otherwise. The other observation to make is that Pattinson is a very handsome man, but his face is less wide and flat than the camera makes it appear. And there are enough imperfections to separate him from the standard Hollywood pretty boy.
It is easy to see why he is ideal casting as a heart-throb vampire, but equally why he got the role of Georges Duroy, the ­insatiable money-and-lust monster at the heart of Bel Ami. This adaptation of Guy de Maupassant’s belle époque novel marks the directing debut of two of our most acclaimed theatre practitioners — Declan Donnellan and Nick Ormerod, the founders of Cheek by Jowl. Of the projects Pattinson has chosen with the Twilight safety net in place, the first two, Remember Me (2010) and Water for Elephants (2011), were unadventurous romantic excursions, unlikely to ­perturb even the most rabid Twihard. Bel Ami is where it gets interesting.
Georges Duroy is essentially the anti-Edward Cullen, an opportunistic cad who deploys sex for ruthless gain, screwing people — literally, in the case of the rich society wives played by Uma Thurman, Christina Ricci and Kristin Scott Thomas — on his rise from impoverished soldier to powerful Parisian. Cullen is the charming, soulful vampire who gets the girl; Duroy is the charming, soulless parasite who gets everything but his own comeuppance. Pattinson nails his repellent, empty charm, sneering as he seduces.
Sticking closely to the Maupassant source is one of the many strengths of Donnellan and Ormerod’s gorgeously ­realised vision, and Pattinson admits that tweaking Twilight-fuelled preconceptions was an original lure. “But my ideas about it changed as I was doing it,” he says. “Georges keeps getting beaten down by the world, but he never learns. He succeeds because of the bad points of his personality. Nobody wants to see a dickhead succeed — that’s why I wanted to do it.”
For their part, Donnellan and Ormerod are predictably effusive about their star: the former praises his “passionate attachment to us” during the film’s difficult financing, and credits him with “edge and intelligence”. “There’s a huge difference between Georges and Rob,” Donnellan says. “Georges rises to the top with no ­talent. Rob has masses of it.” (Donnellan sees Bel Ami as a parable on modern celebrity culture.) They also attribute the idea for a five-week theatre-style rehearsal process to the actor, a savvy move that allowed him to soak up their reservoir of knowledge about performance and period. He showed up every day for 10 or 11 hours. “I ended up doing mime and crazy improvisations, because you run out of stuff to do,” he says. “One day, Holliday [Grainger, his co-star] and I ran around screaming at each other for four hours.” Pattinson can’t articulate how the process fed into his performance, although when he arrived on set in ­Budapest in February 2010, he was ­worried he had overcooked it.
Meanwhile, Ormerod and Donnellan were taking the baby steps that come with being debut film-makers. The former focused on the design tapestry, the latter on the actors. Pattinson recalls them putting a row of audience heads at the bottom of the monitor, but the graceful story­telling they bring to Bel Ami bodes well for their move from stage to cinema. “We’re now rather bitten, I’m afraid,” Donnellan says.
Published in 1885, Maupassant’s masterpiece was shocking in its day. The author knew he was on borrowed time while writing this, his second novel — he eventually succum­bed to syphilis — and it is infected by a spirit of nihilistic hedonism, of indulging base instincts while you can because, as the antireligious Duroy puts it: “This is the only life; there’s nothing after.” Pattinson wishes they had kept a shot near the end where Georges turns to a crucifix and thanks God for his good fortune. “It was done in the most blas­phemous way,” he says, “thinking of God as Father Christmas, which was funny. There’s a lot of misery in the movie. It’s not as funny as I thought it was going to be.””
“There is plenty of sex, though, with Pattin­son indulging in numerous clinches, mostly with Ricci’s sweetly amorous ­Clotilde. What does he think die-hard Twilight fans will make of Georges? “I’m curious to find out,” he says. “He doesn’t come across as [being] as bad as I wanted him to, so I don’t think anyone will be offended.” Pattinson is right about that — Georges is worse in the novel. As for Twihards, he credits them with more complexity than most, explaining that they are a literary-minded bunch who mostly hadn’t seen a film in years before the ­Twilight series. They are always giving him books, apparently; today, one handed him the works of a 1950s Greek poet. Having witnessed a Twilight premiere in action, I profess amazement that people able to unleash such unearthly shrieks could be that bookish. “Maybe they read a book in the same way,” he grins, as he mimes holding an open paperback.“ ‘He takes his shirt off…’” He widens his mouth into a muffled scream, then creases up with laughter.
Pattinson once claimed he expected ­Twilight to be a “serious indie” film, rather than a blockbuster franchise with fast-food tie-ins. He has also expressed a sort of ­ben­evolent envy at the way his co-star, ­Kristen Stewart — widely assumed to be his girlfriend, although he won’t discuss it — rose up through the indie ranks before her ­casting in Stephenie Meyer’s angst-soaked saga, whereas he is having to fit in his indies while already famous. “Nobody ever believes me about it, but I just didn’t see it as being this huge thing,” he insists. It’s the sequels he has found most difficult. “The whole point of the character is that he doesn’t change, but, after a while, you’re, like, ‘I’m running out of ideas here.’ There was one bit in the last film where he and Bella had their first argument, and I almost didn’t know how to play it, because it’s not like they’re going to break up.”
Bizarrely, our conversation is interrupted when the hotel starts pumping a dreadful pop song into the room. “That’s from the Twilight soundtrack,” Pattinson smiles wanly, not that amused. Mercifully, the sulky track is terminated in time for Pattinson to reflect on where he wants his career to go after Breaking Dawn — Part 2 draws the curtains on the series. Last ­summer, he shot David Cronenberg’s ­Cosmopolis, playing an egocentric billionaire who seeks meaning in his wealth (“One of the weirdest scripts I’ve read”), and he is currently weighing up three projects, none of which he will talk about, although the cropped head is for a tryout.
He seems unsure where to go next, explaining that, without a definable screen persona, “Nobody’s going, ‘Get me Pattinson’. I always find the best scripts have been written with people in mind, but I don’t really know who I am yet in terms of cinema, and I haven’t done enough work to have an audience perceive something. “It’s still, ‘Oh, there’s the Twilight guy trying to do something else.’ I’m very conscious of what I think people would believe me as, which drives my management crazy”. Where does he draw the line? “I’ve turned down playing a marine, because I don’t want marines to go, ‘This is a disgrace.’ ” His laughter sounds hollow this time.“I want to do something where I have a gun, get to run around a little bit.”
For the past five months, he has been living in Los Angeles, his longest stretch in the industry town, splitting his time between three houses and the occasional hotel — a nomadic reality forced on him by the rarefied nature of his celebrity. Does one of those houses belong to Stewart? “Ummm…” he hesitates. “I just think it’s best never to talk about that stuff.” When I tell him that George Clooney said recently he longed for the days when he could walk into a park and read a book undisturbed, Pattinson reveals that he was driving through LA a few days ago when someone pointed out the house Clooney lived in “when he had his pet pig and stuff”. He was shocked to see it was right on the street, unshielded.
“It reminded me that, 10 years ago, even being the most famous person in the world, you could still have a house where people wouldn’t go and camp outside. I do everything to hide because, if someone finds out where I am, there are people outside 24 hours a day. And that’s what drives you crazy, because you can’t escape. It makes you not want to go out — then you don’t meet anyone and just get insanely bored.”
He hates complaining, though: “The pros outweigh the cons by a significant margin.” But it’s hard to think of another actor his age in a similar predicament — Zac Efron, maybe. To his credit, Pattinson doesn’t show his frustration in public, and is yet to succumb to Sean Penn-style meltdowns. When the pressure valve needs releasing, as surely it must, he rings up his parents, who still reside in Barnes, the riverside enclave of southwest London where he grew up. “They think I’m insane,” he says. “They are the only people I really let rip on — ‘I’m going to kill myself!’ My family all think I hate my job so much, but it’s just the boredom that gets to you.”
A couple of hours later, in a far smarter black-grey ensemble, Pattinson roams the Bel Ami red carpet. There is squealing, but it doesn’t reach violent levels — ­Germans are so restrained — although one teenage girl has to be lifted out of the autograph mosh pit to safety. Tears stream down her face, which might simply be anguish at being whisked out of her idol’s orbit. The film plays to a warm reception, but a German hostess abandons all ­decorum on stage afterwards, ignoring Donnellan, Ormerod and Ricci, and hauling Pattinson out of the line-up to coo: “Ladies, I’m touching him.”
The actor smiles patiently — he can’t escape, even if he’d like nothing more. He does better at the afterparty, hiding away from prying eyes with his parents and two sisters in an inner sanctum. If he didn’t, he’d be facing similar encounters all night. Pattinson was last spotted venturing into the Berlin night with his family, on their way, he said, to the KitKatClub.
Bel Ami opens on March 9

Wednesday, February 22, 2012

Jaw & Hand Porn ALERT!!!

Oh, Gals!  Have you seen this???
It's a NEW outtake from the famous sweats and vest photo shoot?  This one is just...unbelievable!



Oh, Rob....

Thank You to Robsessed for the pic.

Friday, February 17, 2012

Boob man?

Yeah, our boy is definitely a boob man!
Except....ummmmm......Christina Ricci has no boobs! LOL

just added......

Okay, where the hell is Kristen?

Daydreamy Rob.....


He's thinking about those amazing girls at 12Months.......

Come hither...


Come to my Den of Sin....

"Yeah!  I got Naughty to stuff her knickers in my pocket!"

DAMN HIM FOR BEING SO Delicious!

(Real story if you didn't watch video, he was calling Holiday Granger to come over to him.)
ANYTIME, Rob.  ANYTIME!!!!

Love, Naughty

Just KILL ME now....


THIS....

Is SEXY as HELL!

The whole package!

RIP Naughty

Happy BelAmiDay!!!

...So the Berlin Film Festival is premiering Bel Ami today and serving as the world premiere as well...

...I'm sure we all saw Rob on his way to Berlin a couple of days ago...but now we get to see him all up close and personal like...

...curious to see what he'll wear tonight...full suit with tie and all?  Just a suit and shirt?  Who knows...although if BD and WFE press have anything to show for themselves we should see our buzz-cut man in a beautifully tailored suit...until then, here's a lovely picture from press and photocall...

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*our boy....always willing to sign autographs for fans....freaking love it*

I'll keep adding things/images today as we get them in...in the meantime...you can find more pictures here and this link will bring you to the live stream of the premiere (starts at around 12:00 or 12:30EST)...

Monday, February 13, 2012

Rob Vids...

I was on Twitter and saw a tweet from this blog called RobAttack. Their post today was about Rob drivin'.  I enjoyed both of these...I hope you do too.

video


video
(courtesy of RobAttack.wordpress.com)

~ Naughty

Where in the world is....

Carmen San Diego??   Wait, that's not right....Where in the world is Rob??  Well, yes, we do miss our man being out and about (although Twitter seems to have reported that he had some sushi for dinner in LA about a week or so ago...so he's alive and well)...but no, where was Q this weekend??  Normally a resident of upstate New York...Q was in Illinois visiting with MKC, UAB, and NaughtyHB along with lots of other friends and Twilight fans...here's how it went down:

...it all started with a little email to MKC with the subject line So I might be crazy...

...over 200 emails and 2 months later, Q was being picked up at O'Hare by none other than Mrs. Kassie Cullen herself.  No one else knew...well except for 17ForeverLisa...because the story just had to be shared with someone that could understand the appeal of a sneaky surprise Twilight-related trip... 

Q hops off a plane and she and MKC head directly to a 24-hour WalMart to pick up their copies of Breaking Dawn Part 1.  After wandering the electronics section for a good 1/2 an hour and watching some of the interviews of the cast from behind the scenes, they realized that they weren't in the right part of the store and headed over to the garden shop where the party was being held....ooops!  DVDs (and pretty fabric posters) in hand, the two headed back to MKC's house for sleepover style movie watching...which really just means that the movie was on but very little attention was being paid to it.  Come on, these two hadn't seen each other in almost a year!!  Then it was sleep time before the big surprise...

...MKC called UAB to ask if there was any need for help setting up for the release party...she said sure, come on over around noon, and then the plans were put into action...the girls pull up to the house and walk up to the front door...UAB answers the door and gives MKC a warm smile and a hug...then, she sees Q and screams...."oh my god!! What the hell are you doing here??????"  Surprise #1....complete success....

 UAB, Q, and MKC setting up for the party :)

Party Edwards with their balloons!

 Awesome pillows made by UAB and MrsFiftyShades as party favors!

Some of the prize loot that people got to take home...

...after some bewildered shakes of the head and lots and lots of "I can't believe you're here"s we dropped off UAB's youngest at a birthday party and got back so that other guests could start arriving.  Wanting to get surprise #2 set up....MKC starts sending texts to Naughty to get her ass to the party cause she wants to see her, and when she finally arrives the reaction is priceless...

...MKC answers the door and Q stands there waiting...Naughty comes in...awesome freaking cake in hand (in one of those big rubbermade storage bins) and a box of hor d'oeuvres sitting on top, sunglasses still on...she walks in the house, looks right at Q and say "hey, can you take this box?" and motions to the hor d'oeuvres.  "Sure, can" replies Q...and she just stands there and smiles at Naughty waiting for the recognition...MKC says from behind her "Naughty, do you know who that is??"  And she stares, and stares...and Q turns around in her awesome headboard breaking shirt to reveal 'The Fabulous Q' as the nickname on the back....she hears a thud (the cake box hitting the ground) and is tackle-hugged by a suddenly very excited Naughty who realizes what is going on...Best.Surprise.Ever!

 Naughty's awesome dream sequence wedding cake!!

Craziness and fun then ensued...the party was awesome...we ate, we drank, we made lewd comments, we played crazy games...good times...

 Q and MKC

 Edward garter toss...like ring toss, only better :)

 Group shot!! 

 Look how awesome our headboard shirts look!  (I'm not sure what Naughty is pointing at...)

FSE and Gangsta-FSE...ready to watch some Breaking Dawn...

Then, after food and games it was time for THE movie...Breaking Dawn, Part 1...

 Champagne toast during the wedding reception...here-here!!  UAB, Q, and Naughty, clinking glasses :)

  MKC and Q watching some Breaking Dawn

Sunday was time for Q to head back to the East Coast....but not before taking on downtown Chicago with her PervyTwin!!

 MKC and Q on Navy Pier with the city of Chicago in the background...the pervy twins took over the city...and by that I mean got lost driving around trying to get to Navy Pier...

 Looking out over Lake Michigan....pointing to Meg...we miss you!!! 




Then, lunch:

 Mac and cheese and bacon hot dog and a REAL Chicago hot dog :)

 Q trying MKC's Chicago hot dog 
 
 And MKC trying Q's mac and cheese hot dog :)


We checked, but kiTT wasn't working today...slacker took the day off...

Saw this coffee mug and thought of Fran and her Mafia-ward...had to share a picture :)

It was certainly a whirlwind adventure that started with snow delaying things in Chicago and a change to a direct flight 2 hours later than my planned departure but arriving at the same time I would have, crazy fun with my ladies while I was there, and ended with me having to check my bag in Chicago (because I ended up on the smallest planes for all parts of my trip) and bringing U a cheesesteak from Philly on the way home (he misses them so much sometiems)...but it was an amazing weekend and I'd do it again in a heartbeat to be able to have enjoyed it all with you guys!!  Love you ladies!! 

Special thanks to Kassie for putting me up and driving me around (even if we did get lost at least 3 times this weekend) and helping me coordinate this whole crazy thing...love ya, Twin!! 
Photo credits: UAB, MKC, and Q






Sunday, February 12, 2012

New DuRob Stills...





(White shirt and room for Fran!!!)

(Suave & Debonair DuRob...)

These are yummy.
Enjoy girls!
xoxo


(photos courtesy of RObsessed)

Friday, February 10, 2012

A Little Robward and DuRob

Hey!!! Soooooo tonight at midnight you can get your hands on Breaking Dawn squeeeeee and tomorrow if you are not celebrating with friends... well UAB is hosting a BD party and you can join us via skype ;)

Until then here's a couple of videos to help tide you over



Wednesday, February 1, 2012

All in One Bel Ami by Cricrilla


Nice and slow...second best thing to a Meg video.

Welcome, February...

So there's a lot happening this month...the countdown to the Breaking Dawn DVD release continues and we're staring at 10 days until we can get our grubby little paws on this:



...or this...



Everyone will be enjoying their Breaking Dawn release parties or skyping with those lucky enough to be near one of the parties on February 11 ;-) 


Then, on February 17, Bel Ami hits the Berlin Film Festival where it'll be premiering...I'm hoping that means we get more confirmation on dates around then or that we might get more stills/trailers...

Looks like the press is going to see it and it's being screened for the public...click here to see Berlin Film Fest details...but for now, we got a couple new stills and a (possible?) poster...



This is a crop from the poster - see yesterday's post for the full poster :) 


*those freaking eyes...thud*


...Look out February...and make sure everyone has 911 on speed dial for March 2...when we all die from DuRob's overwhelming seduction...

February is looking a little warmer already, can you feel it?