By Kate Hudson | Celebrity | December 19, 2018 |
By Kate Hudson | Celebrity | December 19, 2018 |
In my mind, there is a small roster of lady actors in Hollywood that I think I would be friends with, if our paths ever crossed. In no uncertain order they are: Anne Hathaway, Amber Ruffin, Amy Adams, Jennifer Aniston, Constance Wu, but most of all, Rachel McAdams. Rachel McAdams is my (fictional) celebrity best friend. I can’t tell you why, but she just seems like a cool chick who can joke around, give good advice, and most importantly, help you achieve the mythical status of all out of f*cks to give. Living life in that sublime state would make day to day activities so much easier.
To that point, check out Rachel from the photo shoot for Girls. Girls. Girls. magazine, where she’s pumping, in designer clothes, looking like a bad ass bitch.
I love this, because a certain type of person gets supremely upset over the site of a woman’s breasts being exposed, and they’re also the type of person to insist that women breastfeed in a darkened room, while an older woman (known colloquially as a crone, or a “Sarah Sanders” if you’re hip to the kid’s slang these days) chants “shame, shame, bear Eve’s sin and your burden in shame, shame!” over and over.
Rachel is not here for anyone’s weird hang ups on her body. Nor should she be.
Now, perhaps it is news to you that Rachel Adams hadababyitsaboy.
If that’s the case, you’re going to be upset to know that it wasn’t with Aaron Samuels, or Noah Calhoun, but both of those guys are fictional characters, so the chances of that happening were slim to none.
Nope she had a baby with his (the baby’s) father. Since she has never revealed his (the son’s) name, nor confirmed who the father is, and because she is my (fictional) celebrity best friend, we’re just going to leave it at that.