Leighton Meester barely exists. There was a minute or two when she actually mattered…because she was on a big show doing a lot of press…when the real core of her, or what matters when it comes to her is that she was born in a halfway house because her mom was a drug smuggler convicted of drug smuggling…who taught her to beat to her own drum and along the way that drum in her hipster ear screamed “I want to be famous”…so she did what she had to do…including but not limited to foot fetish porns…apparent sex tapes…and it worked for her…now she’s married to a dude from the OC, she sings her little indy hipster songs, and life is good…

I don’t know if this is even Leighton, I wouldn’t be able to recognize her if she was sitting on my face…I barely know who she is… I don’t know if this is from a new movie, a private movie, or not even her.

I just know there’s a girl, in a thong…on a bed…and that may be all I need to know..

Whatever it is, we can all agree…it’s romantic.

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