It’s being whispered (again) that a wedding featuring Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie is right around the corner (again). Apparently, Alberto Repossi, who designed the late Princess Di’s engagement ring, confessed that Mr. Pitt has commissioned him to craft something special. Ooh la la!
As you no doubt know, as this sort of stuff tends to bump things like crime and war off newspaper front pages, Pitt is in the process of adopting Jolie’s kids and Jolie has Pitt’s genenic material brewing in her gut.
Anyway, Ms. Jolie now has three choices. She can:
1. Have a quick and modest wedding.
2. Go nuts, have the big flashy bash she may have been dreaming about, and wear something that shows off her massively expanded stomach tattoos.
3. Wait until May, get back into her eating disorder, and marry in all the glory of her post-preg body.
I’m not adverse to any of these. I’ve know plenty of people who’ve had what you might call a shotgun wedding. And I’ve been to weddings where the bride had a major bump and where the bride and groom’s child was a flower girl. Live and let live, I say. However, knowing how short the tenure of most celebrity weddings is, I’d recommend that the almost-Jolie-Pitt’s go with option number one.