Renee Zellweger with George Clooney in Rome for Leatherheads. As you can see, Renee is posing her SnapFace off… and hard. Hard as in with a lot of effort. Hard as in rigid. Hard as in unnatural. I’ve seen her pose on a few occasions, just a foot or two away. She practically breaks into a sweat.

Still… there’s a spring to her step and a giddiness to her demeanour. Because of course she’s with him. And they’re alone. And he touches her just right. And throwing caution to the wind, she’s allowing herself to enjoy it. Even though in George’s mind, she’s just “my little sister Renee”.

Gah!

I hurt for her. Don’t you?

PS. Here’s what I wrote yesterday:

On the plus side, her dress is amazing. It’d be a surprise if it was anything other than Carolina Herrera since she doesn’t wear anyone else.

I’m surprised. Doubly because it’s Marchesa which, as you know, is usually ugly as sh*t and tacky as hell.

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