Yesterday Roger and I dropped the kiddos off at my parent's house and went to a matinee movie. We saw Couples Retreat and it was pretty funny. I found myself having a hard time looking at Vince Vaughn though. He has not aged well.
When he first came on the scene in the movie Swingers I thought that he was the image of the perfect male specimen. He was a pretty bad boy and I couldn't get enough of Trent. To this day when I watch that movie I get all hot and bothered over the dude.
He was SO yummy!
Now...not so much! Look at him down there, he has bags under his bags. He has chins for days. He always looks hung over and pasty and puffy. It pains me to gaze upon him.