And so the pattern goes: win an Oscar, lose a boyfriend. In a curious chain of cause and effect that only Nostradamus, or anyone following the news, could have predicted; Reese Witherspoon, Hilary Swank, Halle Berry, Kate Winslet, Emma Thompson, Helen Hunt, Angelina Jolie, Geena Davis and (gulp), I can’t believe I’m actually typing this, but now also, Sandra Bullock; have all won Best Actress Oscars and then, soon after, taken a dive into troubled relationship waters.
It has recently been revealed that a tattoo model (I know, I can’t believe it either) HAS JUST COME FORWARD TO SAY THAT SHE HAS HAD AN AFFAIR WITH JESSE JAMES, Bullock’s long-term partner. (Note the sense of urgency that caps lock can render explicit).
The name of the ‘other woman’, is Michelle “Bombshell” (unnecessary) McGee, and as predicted, she is now spilling all the details of their alleged 11-month affair to In Touch. She claims that she thought James and Bullock were no longer together. Hmm, that’s what they all say.
I could rip McGee to shreds, but we all know, it takes two to frango. I mean tango.
McGee claims that what started out as a MYSPACE FRIEND REQUEST (are they 11 years old?), turned into an intimate relationship with James. According to her, while Bullock was in Atlanta shooting The Blind Side, and obviously turning a ‘blind eye’ (clever, I know), she and James were getting sweaty. During their first encounter, she claims James took her on a tour of his garage, and they ended up in his office behind locked doors. O.K rewind, perhaps Sandra is better off anyway without a man who feels it necessary and/or exciting, to show other women his garage.
McGee told In Touch,”We ended up on the couch. He wanted to watch movies, but I asked him, ‘What’s going on with you and Sandra?” He said, ‘She doesn’t live here. She has a house in Austin. She is filming, and I can’t talk about it.’”
Bullock has pulled out of the London premiere of her movie The Blind Side to confront James on the accusations.
May I just add that McGee has a tattoo on her forehead, and I wouldn’t wish a Best Actress Oscar on my worst enemy.
