Jennifer Lopez and Brett Goldstein were at the Netflix Upfront last night, the first of what will likely be multiple red carpet appearances in the coming weeks ahead of the release of their movie, Office Romance, in June.

Maria was just saying in Celebrity Social Media yesterday that a JLo press tour is a full court press. She has her game face on. And that body never f-cking quits.

The rumours about JLo and Brett started the minute they announced they would be co-starring together in a rom-com. It was inevitable. Because it’s JLo… and she’s been single for a pretty long stretch, by her standards. Also, this real-life combination is exactly the kind of offbeat, not-on-anyone’s-bingo-card randomness that could be a romcom in and of itself. She’s the glamour girl multihyphenate, he’s the nerdy comedy writer who looks like he has no rhythm, no relationship whatsoever between his head and his hips.

All the incoming shots of them, then, doing promotion together, smiling with each other, will be analysed and interpreted as flirtation, and/or more. This is just what we do now, probably what we’ve done since the dawn of celebrity… and I’m not sure they even have to give it that much effort, or try too hard to get people speculating if they are or aren’t dating.

Which is why I’m not all that convinced that there’s some grand master marketing plan behind-the-scenes to sell this movie on the suggestion that JLo and Brett might be f-cking. The gossips are already doing that work for them.

Would it be good for gossip? JLo and Brett?

Any time JLo is in love, real or not, in my opinion at least, it’s good for gossip. JLo loving love, and open to love, is a quarter century of gossip comfort. There is too much turbulence in the world, too much that is volatile, unpredictable, scary. Can we just hang on to what we know? What I know is that Jennifer Lopez will always get back up and try again. And if she’s trying again with him, I will be entertained.

Give me the headlines about her giving him a makeover. Give me the headlines about “Brett Goldstein’s glow-up!” Give me JLo and Brett at the Met Gala in 2027 in matching Valentino – pussy bows over brocade, his hands freshly manicured, his eyebrows half the width they are now as he smizes into the camera. Actually never mind, why wait another year for it? By the end of this press tour, no more golf shirts and knit polos over khakis for Brett Goldstein. Let’s see him in a pair of leather drop crotch pants, a white tank top, and a denim studded jacket to kick off the summer, I’m ready.

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