First things first: Congratulations to Cheryl, Vanessa and Elle Charlie, winners of a totally badass TRL soundtrack and a few other goodies. Send me your address and I'll get 'em out to you. (And if you didn't win but truly, TRULY have a burning desire to own a totally badass TRL soundtrack, email me and we'll see what we can do.)
OK. So. I have a little bit longer commute to work now. I work some crazy hours and I can't always call people to kill time while I'm driving, so I've started listening to talk radio on the way home. But not just any talk radio, ohhhhh, no. The kind of talk radio where they talk about relationships and cute boys and the field day that Joel McHale will have on The Soup with this season of The Bachelor. (OK, not really on that last one, but did anyone see tonight's episode? Ohhh, my. I think Jason is just adorable but THOSE GIRLS! Cringeworthy. Completely. And DEANNA! NO, SHE DOES NOT!)
I'm getting sidetracked. So! Last week on one of the shows, they were talking about whether Brad Pitt was still considered the "gold standard" for men. He's getting kind of old, said the one guy host. No way, said the girl. There doesn't seem to be a lot going on upstairs with him, the guy said. Whatever, the girl said, he does humanitarian work. Only because Angelina makes him, said the guy. Please, said the girl, maybe he just realized that there was more to life than sitting around watching Jennifer Aniston smoke pot. And around they went.
So then people started calling in with their picks. One person said Christian Bale. (I was like, seriously? The gold standard for ALL MEN? I'm sorry. No.) Another caller said Johnny Depp. (A little warmer. He can look incredibly hot sometimes, but he's so ... I don't know. Just so JOHNNY DEPP. Someone who's above it all can't be the gold standard.)
My old gold standard used to be Tom Cruise. I loved him to absolute tiny little pieces until he hooked up with Joey Potter. He's jumped on too many couches and yelled at Matt Lauer too many times to be the gold standard anymore, but holy Maverick in a fighter jet, have you seen him on the cover of Details this month? I almost got whiplash doing a double-take in the airport. It's like vintage Tom Cruise.
You can be my wingman anytime. Sigh.
OK, so gold standard. You know how I love my Brangelina, but I don't know about Brad. The gold standard has to be someone that almost everyone can agree on--someone gorgeous, someone charismatic, someone charming, someone larger than life but accessible at the same time. Someone like ... George Clooney? I'm thinking Clooney. Bonus: The man will be single forever, so we all still have a shot. (Right?)
Who's your pick? And what about the gold standard for women?
(***Update at 5:47 a.m. because I am a total freaking insomniac: If this is true, FORGET about Clooney. The kind of gold standard that turns your finger green, maybe. Brad Pitt would NEVER. Hell, CHARLIE SHEEN would never. Gross. Just gross.)