Open Post: Hosted By This Dapper Silver Stallion

I feel you, nana in the back. I too am getting heart palpitations and a red hot fever has wrapped itself around my body after seeing Richard Gere confidentially struts the streets of Philadelphia like he’s got a million dollars worth of gerbils up his ass. It takes a real GQ motherfucker to proudly work a Liz Claiborne scarf bought at a Marshalls in the late 90s. That majestic silver wig is so magical that when the sun hits it, it looks like a glowing trapper hat made of unicorn skin. I hope somebody pushes a fainting couch behind nana, because she looks like she’s about to let her emotions gently push her back. Me too.

Here’s newly single Richard Gere on the Philadelphia set of his new movie Franny, which also stars Dakota Fanning. I don’t know what Franny is about and I don’t want to know. It’s better for me if I choose to believe that Franny takes place after Gandalf the White leaves Middle-earth for something more, because he’s tired and bored with being one of the most powerful wizards in all the land or whatever. So Gandalf moves to Philadelphia, changes his name to Franny, raids the ladies scarves section of Lord & Taylor in Bala Cynwyd and quickly becomes the city’s most sought-after antiques dealer/gerbil breeder/gigolo.

That’s totally what it’s about and it’s going to be Richard Gere’s greatest movie since Intersection.

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