When it comes to celebrities, I am most opinionated. I know them all super-well, so I have all sorts of grounds on which to form said opinions. I mean, doesn’t three years of Us Weekly subscriber status offer one the right to judge? Um, I think so…..
Regarding Jessica Alba, I have never been a fan. I find her pretty and all, but my distaste for her comes from the fact that I think she’s a crappy actress who has been in a bunch of really crappy movies and therefore I think she’s not so deserving of the fame she’s earned. Sorry, Jess. That’s just how I feel.
When I saw Jessica on the cover of the September Lucky magazine, I groaned. She’s already not my fave, and there she is, looking not one ounce pregnant despite getting ready to give birth any day now, with the cover touting that she’ll share her thoughts “on nudity, hating diets and her secret splurges.” Gag all around.
Imagine my surprise, then, when I read the story inside and found her comments about losing baby weight (in my opinion, one of the all-time worst tasks EVER) refreshing, honest and just flat-out awesome. Reading what she said made me want to cheer out loud, and I’m not being hyperbolic. Tell me you don’t love what she says:
On her post-baby shape-up plans: “I have a hard time with portion control, so I have 1,200-calorie meals delivered. But I also work out, so basically I’m starving – it sucks.”
Seriously, thank, you, Jessica, for admitting that the way celebrities drop their baby weight in record time is to a) pay lots of money for someone else to make them portion-controlled meals and ultimately, b) work out so much that they starve themselves.
And, naturally, that particular course of action sucks. Of course, that’s what they do, because there is NO OTHER WAY to lose 35 pounds in a freaking month. At all. I just loved hearing someone admit it and not be all, “I just have really good genes,” or, “I did a lot of pilates when I was pregnant.” Please.
On working out: “Working out every day for even just 45 minutes is good for my mental state. But getting dressed and doing it is the worst. It’s hard to get motivated…In the gym, I have like five things to distract me “TV, iPod, magazines. Workout partners are good, too, so you can chat and not just drown in your misery. Sorry, does that sound bad? I just hate working out.”
Again, Jessica, I am loving your honesty here. I know the “I hate working out” statement isn’t original or particularly Earth-shattering, but again, I love that she freely admits that working out makes her miserable and that essentially, she’d rather be sitting on the sofa watching the Real Housewives than on the treadmill.
I feel that way, and I love hearing that someone else – especially someone who looks like her – admits that they have to force themselves to work out and that they don’t just “love the endorphins!!!!” it provides them. A celebrity being real – especially about this kind of thing – just makes me happy.
In light of Jessica’s comments, I have now decided that I officially love her and will no longer diss or avoid reading stories about her. I will not, however, go and see “Spy Kids 14” or whatever the heck her next movie will be. Sorry, but I still do have some standards.