Sigh. I loved Hugh Grant with all of my being from the moment I saw Four Weddings and a Funeral. If my love could withstand multiple viewings of a movie staring the wretched Andie MacDowell, it had to be true. Who could resist the foppish hair and self-deprecating wit, posh accent and the ability to play the same character over and over.
I like to think a paparazzi flashed this photo, catching us in an affair as we leave a cozy Notting Hill restaurant but really I stalked him at Late Night with Conan O’Brien when I was in high school.
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