Please be advised: you are seeing Kate Winslet at her peak. Her absolute peak. Apex City. Summitt Town, population: her. This is the finest representation of Kate Winslet that will ever be. From this point forward, it will never be better than in this moment, on this day. When she wins her long overdue Oscar in a month and a half, she will look good, to be sure, but she won’t be this. It will be boof, not BOOF(!). Do you see?
It’s an exhilarating collision to witness, a celebrity beauty blossom to its fullest extent. You are at once thrilled to be seeing the culmination of a person’s aesthetic efforts, and gut-wrenchingly sad that this moment will end, and never return. I went through this ordeal with Jennifer Aniston in the commando green dress on Friends, Sandy Bullock on the cover of US Magazine where’s she’s standing in the ocean, dripping wet in a beige tank top, Brad Pitt in hour 67 of The Curious Case of Benjamin Button, et al.
And now, with reluctant determination, I brave the signature BOOF moment in the life of Kate Winslet. Here I go…
ZANG!
Sigh.
Bangarang!
