Last night I was watching Charlie Bartlett with my friends and one of them said that they were going to marry the actor, Anton Yelchin. She went on to say that if I was going to be invited, I had to wear a bikini, because I would not be caught dead in a bikini. My response was that she would not be invited to my future wedding if she were to do that to me. What did my friends say?
“You’re going to get married?”
I wonder why they assumed that I would never marry. That seemed rather odd to me. Long story short, it got me thinking about which celebrity I would marry. I came to the conclusion that despite my large obsession with actress and AfterEllen vlogger (only for one more week!) Jill Bennett, she would not be my choice. No, Jill would be a very close second to Tina Fey.

Why Tina Fey? Did you see Mean Girls or Baby Mama? Did you see her on SNL? 30 Rock? If you have, my choice should be pretty self-explanatory but for those who haven’t…
Tina Fey is hilarious. And not just stupid hilarious, but smart, witty humour as well. She wrote (and not to mention starred in) Mean Girls which was an amazing script with well-rounded characters and lots of twists and turns. She writes and stars in 30 Rock, her show on NBC. A show that is so funny and doesn’t ruin it with a laugh track. She wrote and acted for Saturday Night Live for a long time. So she is definitely, really really funny. She is also incredibly smart. If you watch or read interviews with Tina you can tell just how smart she really is. She is intelligent, very down-to-earth, and knows a lot about what’s going on. Also, Tina is just so liberal. She is accepting of everyone and it shows in her writing (see: lesbian subtext in Mean Girls and 30 Rock). I think that the LGBT community (or at least the L) needs to give her some kind of award. Her support for our community is just amazing.
And not to mention those super-hot glasses of hers.

So my celebrity spouse is my screenwriting/improv idol, who’s yours? Besides, who can resist Liz Lemon in those bi-curious shoes?
Oh blurg.

