Poor, Jen!


I’m a little concerned about Jen Aniston. It’s possible that there is no need for such concern, yet each time I see her on that Neutrogena commercial, I can’t help but think, “Poor Jen. Poor, poor, sad, little Jen”. The reasons for my concern, the information it is based upon and the avenues by which I come by such information may be a little suspect — I get most of my celebrity gossip updates by reading the tabloid headlines while schlepping through the grocery store check-out line — still, if what they report is only partially true, this woman has had more than her fair share of doomed romances.

Even taking into account the pathetically passive and pseudo-scientific process by which I have come by this information, I can’t help but wonder, what, exactly, is going on in her life? Why is it that she can’t seem to get lucky in love?

She certainly seems nice enough, normal even — at least by celebrity standards. She doesn’t keep zoo animals and she’s never had any run-ins with the law — none that have been reported, anyway. The only tabloid-worthy behavior that she has engaged in has been limited to a string of failed romances and pregnancy rumors.

If she had actually been pregnant or given birth to all of the children that she had supposedly been carrying throughout the years, my guess is that she would, by now, be living in a shoe and relying upon the kindness of the plastic surgeon who did her long ago rhinoplasty to, for old time’s sake, fashion her a new vagina. I’ve never believed all the pregnancy rumors myself. If she wanted a baby and could not, for whatever reason, have one of her own, I would imagine she could pick one up from somewhere with relative ease.

Outside of her marriage to Brad Pitt, I cannot name most of the men she has been linked to. There may have been more than one guy named Gerard. Butler? Depardieu? I don’t know. What I do know is that these relationships have been neither lasting nor fruitful. Poor, Jen!

Or, maybe not. Perhaps “Poor, Jen!” is luckier and smarter than the rest of us. Unlike us, she has never had to muddle through life with a damaged, child-bearing body, a dead-end job, or an original nose. Jen, being Jen, has always been in the unique and enviable position — successful, beautiful, sought-after — to kick one Gerard or another to the curb once he started farting in bed, growing ear hair, or leaving his dirty socks around for her to pick up.

Yeah. The next time I see that commercial or read about her in the grocery line, I’m going to adjust my thinking. No longer will I allow myself a “Poor, Jen!” No. The next time I start to think that, I’m going to have to remind myself that what I should be thinking is “Poor, me!”, “Poor, poor, sad, little me!”

badgemidlifeblvdThis piece was also published on midlifeboulevard.com. Midlife Rocks!

8 thoughts on “Poor, Jen!

  1. Nice of you to worry about Poor Jen but I think your conclusion to let it go is wise. I think Jen will be okay.


  2. diannegray says:

    Oh dear – the tabloids think unmarried women are unhappy 😉 She’s having a ball. I’m sure I wouldn’t be too sad if I’d had some of the lovers she’s had (hmmm, Brad Pitt would be a nice one to add to my list) 😉


    • javaj240 says:

      Those tabloids sure do perpetuate the myth of the unhappy single gal, that’s for sure! LOL on the Brad Pitt thing — he’s not my type, but I certainly see the appeal! 🙂


  3. Hmmm….My take on the whole Jennifer thing is that she really has no interest in settling down. She picks men who don’t seem particularly the settling down types (John Mayer)….maybe she’s happy playing around and just having fun. But the tabloids seem convinced that she can’t be happy until she ties the knot. Ah….such fun to live vicariously through celebs.


  4. Ned's Blog says:

    Without question, if Jen had wanted children, there would have been plenty of willing donors. If nothing else, she could have gotten a few adoption tips from Angelina, right?


  5. These deep posts are right up my alley. I know all about this kind of thing. Oh, you want to know? Well, I read that Brad found her boring and frankly, I don’t think Justin is all that, you know? Goes to show you that a girl needs more than a pretty face and great hair!


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