
This SEEMS promising. You KNOW I love a ruffle.

She is extremely fit. I should go to the gym more. (She says, innocently unaware of the horrors that lie ahead, and eating another deviled egg.)

And THIS is the moment where you should picture me climbing out of a swamp, covered in primordial ooze and whispering, "the horror" because WTF, you guys. I am seriously concerned that Biel is under the impression that marrying JT turned her into SWINTON.

SIDEBOOB FIXES NOTHING.
