So it was like Mother’s Day weekend and I had to do all the chick stuff in honor of my chick, who is like, a mother. SO, between doing the effin’ laundry and dealing with two rugrats that decided Mother’s Day is the perfect day to act like total pains-in-the-ass, I watched…
I’m ashamed to admit…
27 Dresses. Also code for “If you watch this as a guy you must be whipped Dresses”
Ok, so I’m NOT the chick flick type. After watching this movie I must admit that… I’m still not the chick flick type. I SUPPOSE you feel a hint of happiness at the end when someone falls in love. But mostly it was cheesy. Like, (forgive me if I spoil it), when the entire bar erupts in singing. Jesus, I saw that coming and yet I couldn’t look away fast enough.
I prefer Katherine Heigl like this:
I give 4 monkeys each with $20 bills for that. But I only give 1 monkey and at least 1 eye patch on that monkey for 27 Dresses.
