Chris Martin and his girlfriend Annabelle Wallis dancing down the street in Paris. You remember.
Now?
Chris Martin and Annabelle Wallis jumping into his arms in Malibu. Is this a rom-com life? Is that what's happening here?
I'm not buying the photos. Click here to see them.
Apparently he got to the venue before she did. And when they saw each other she ran to him and he picked her up like it's one of the airport scenes in Love Actually. Love Actually and Totally. And fresh.
I mean, we've all behaved like this at the beginning of a relationship. And we all ALWAYS behave like this at the beginning of a relationship. It's called consistency. That's the key word here. Which is not a word I'd use to describe this f-cking guy. Because what used to be his "consistency" was camouflage. He didn't want to be seen with his wife. It was the same with Jennifer Lawrence. Two blondes, two very, very famous blondes. Annabelle fits his flavour, obviously. But she doesn't have her predecessors' profile. Which is why she's perfect to play Kate Hudson to his Matthew McConaughey.
