The best thing that ever happened to Anne Hathaway and the rest of the world was when she flashed her vadge getting out of that limo because it took all the attention away from her mouth, and the stupid things that come out of it.
After going on about starving herself for weeks to slim down for ‘Les Mis’ (we get it. You have an eating disorder, good job.) she told the Los Angeles Times she wasn’t satisfied with her performance in the film, despite expecting to receive an Oscar for said performance.
Now she’s mouthing off again, this time to Harper’s Bazaar, about how much it sucks to be her:
Hathaway hates that she’s seen as a ‘bizarre-world good-girl character’, and feels she’s labelled as ‘very vanilla, very sweet, very accessible and not interesting.’
” I had no grit, no sex appeal.”
Judging by the photo in the magazine I’d say that last assertion is right on. If we give you your Oscar will you promise to stop talking for a while, and for God’s sake, stop singing too? Anne is one of those women who plays like she’s insecure and down-to-earth and cool but it’s only because she enjoys talking about herself and wants you to disagree and tell her that she’s awesome.