I’ve been trying to come up with way to let Jennifer Garner know that we’re best friend for several years now. I’ve been a huge fan since the Alias days and always thought that she was probably one of the most down-to-earth celebrities I (don’t) know. Unfortunately, I’m a NorCal girl at heart and I couldn’t bear to move away so our friendship never had a chance to flourish materialize.
Hurt feelings aside, I still love her. She’s real. And when she goes on TV? Still very real and, dare I say, approachable? When most celebrities give off the “stars, they’re just like us except with more money, better houses and a hot mess of crazy” vibe, Jen (that’s what I call her) makes you feel all comfortable and cozy. Like we’re all sitting in her house chillin’ while she tells the story about meeting George Clooney for the first time after her entire household was treated for lice.
Why a story about makes me love her more is nothing I want to talk about right now.
(Except for the fact that I keep talking about it, don’t judge me.)
Here’s the thing…it’s not very often that we get to feel such a kinship to another celebrity mom. Her kids had lice that one time. She had a wardrobe malfunction and SPANX were involved. (Girl, haven’t we ALL had a wardrobe malfunction with Spanx? Mine just usually involves not being able to breathe and passing out.) And while I believe she has a fabulous figure, she’s completely on the level about how our bodies change after we have kids. Baby bump? WELL, DUH SHE’S HAD THREE KIDS AND SOMETIMES (pretty much always) THAT HAPPENS.
Now, it’s okay if she’s your best friend, too. I’m even ok if you’re new to this friendship. I really feel like there’s room for all of us. She’s just that good of a friend.