However, I was pretty sure the queasiness came from replaying the image of Jason bobbing his head to the Biebs. “So he doesn’t have great taste in music,” Nicola said the next afternoon as I helped Brad go through garbage bags full of stuff that he had gotten at a garage sale of some sitcom actress from the eighties. I got really excited when I saw a fake leopard A-line coat. Not only was it something you could totally have seen Jeanne Moreau wearing in a Truffaut film, but it was large enough to fit me. I was all set to buy it . . . until I saw the cigarette burns in the left sleeve. (“I think I remember reading something in People about how she had a little problem with the bottle and would pass out with lit cigarettes in her hand,” Brad said when I pointed it out.) “It’s not like it makes him a bad person,” Nicola added. I looked up from a colorful-looking caftan with long flowy sleeves (“I think that was from her Eat, Pray, Love stage,”
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