Something you can bring to dinner tonight, besides your best table manners: America’s [cha]grin, Anne Hathaway, almost drowned while swimming off the coast of Hawaii this week.
Radar are reporting that while on vacation in Oahu, Annie Hath was caught in a ‘super fierce riptide’ and had to be rescued by a nearby surfer, escaping Neptune’s perpetual embrace with a small flesh wound while all around ‘onlookers’ looked on casually; some of them even took photographs of the drowning woman, because that’s a job:
“Onlookers said the 31-year-old diva began screaming for assistance when the waters turned fierce, at which point a nearby surfer ran to save her,” writes Radar, churning out ‘fierce’ with a verve and zest for life matched only by Tyra Banks.
Anne’s husband, a non-famous, then proceeded to dress and suck the sand from her wound. If – like someone who has just finished watching The Devil Wears Prada – you’re left wanting more from this intriguing tale of woeful bathers, Anne’s recommendation for a great summer beach read is Jonathan Franzen’s The Corrections, paired with a straw trilby and a Bud Light®.
Poor Annie – gal just can’t catch a break. And when I say ‘break’ I mean surf break.
via Radar; screenshot and wonderful captions via The Daily Mail
