Who Is Your Celebrity Lookalike?
Earlier this week, I cast the movie of my life with Shania Twain. Of course, I don’t look like her. That, plus talent and ambition, is why she’s Shania Twain and I’m not. The closest resemblance I can claim is a similarity in pronunciation of out and about, and that I would know what she meant, if she asked the whereabouts of the washroom.
Tragic lack of resemblance to Shania Twain aside, I am one of those people who looks like someone else. Strangers insist that I went to their high school. Someone has a cousin who looks just like me, and, of course, there are celebrities I have been told that I look like:
Are you sensing a theme? Snooty, bitchy-looking red heads. Excellent. I can kind of see the Marcia Cross thing and I am horrified by it. She looks mean! I do not have a preternaturally alabaster brow, although it is massive, I’ll grant you; nor am I tall and sylphlike. I don’t get it. I don’t feel any better when Mr. Julien insists I look a lot like Ellen Burstyn:
I can only hope to age so well:
Mr. Julien’s lookalike? Well, he has been told Simon Cowell and Ron Livingston, but I’d have to go with Kyle Chandler…
which fits in well with my nefarious scheme to one day be able to say, “Have you met my husband, Kyle Chandler?”
Who’s your celebrity lookalike Pajibans?