BOOTYPEST - bwahahahahahahaaha

Someone in an online comment used the term Bootypest to describe Kristen Stewart's birthday visit to see Robert Pattinson in Budapest this past weekend and I thought that was fucking brilliant! I'd travel to Europe too for a few days if it meant getting to unwrap Rob's package, if you know what I'm sayin'.

Because I have no life, I was telling Mr. B last Friday how it was Kristen's birthday and that rumors were probably swirling about the interwebs regarding Kristen going to visit him, etc. I didn't really think she would fly all the way from LA to freaking Budapest, so boy was I surprised to see that she actually did!

I'm not a big fan of paparazzi shots in general, especially when they are obviously intrusive and deliberately exploitative. Shots at a public airport, that amount to a few seconds of annoyance, don't trouble me quite as much. Like these of Rob and Kristen leaving Budapest together:








And this one of Rob and Kristen arriving in London:

Write a song for me Rob

These photos of them together aren't exactly revelatory to me - I think for anyone paying attention it's clear these 2 are in a romantic relationship. I mean, Catherine Hardwicke let her lips flap and said they were together. She put them together, so that's a source I give some weight to. Although it's pretty obvious without any kind of formal confirmation. They've put people in prison for life with less evidence.

I've said before I don't know why I care if they're together, but I do. It just seems right - how it's supposed to be. Maybe because Rob said so often how he wanted to be with her and I want Rob to have what he wants? I don't know, but it makes me happy knowing they are involved.

But apparently there are some people who really, REALLY, don't want them together. There are those who belive that Rob and Kristen's relationship is simply PR - that Summit is forcing them to spend personal time together in order to promote the Twilight series. Yeah, Rob and Kristen really seem like the easily manipulated types - um, uh, NOT!

While I would love to see a shot of them kissing or something - so I can sigh and go "oh, that's so sweet" - I really respect them for keeping their relationship to themselves. I am so sick of all the fame whores that Reality TV and the Internet haa created, so what a breath of fresh air to have young actors who aren't playing that game. It's obvious they have zero interest in being "celebrities" - and act accordingly.

Which must explain why Rob is the person I am blogging about. He doesn't seem to play games.

Movie making looks b-o-r-i-n-g

but looking at costumed Rob isn’t…

I’ve never spent a whole lot of time watching footage of “real-time” film making – what actually happens on set throughout a day – but after watching Rob on the set of Bel Ami in Budapest, all I can say is WHAT A SNOOZE FEST! Seriously.

I don’t know how the hell the actors can stand waiting around hour after hour, day after day, for just a few moments of action. It’s just like a baseball game. And that doesn't even include all the hours in costume fittings, makeup, hair.

Not fun at all.

But what IS fun are the drawer-dropping, um I mean jaw-dropping (that was a real Freudian Slip, I kid you not!) photos of Rob that are coming from the set. It’s like the perfect storm of period-piece fantasies for me - and I’m sure many, many other Rob fans - who have always wanted their own Mr. Darcy.

I just can’t believe this gift that is being bestowed upon us. I am beside myself with anticipation for this film's release. Not only do we get 1800’s costumed Rob, but we get 1800’s costumed PERVY Rob. Mr. Darcy getting down!

Sigh…

I hope that Rob doesn’t find filming boring, and that it’s just me that would be driven crazy having to endure it. But just to amuse myself, I’m giving the stills of Rob from the Bel Ami set a little more entertainment value:



"Hold on. You have a booger."


Did you stumble onto the wrong set Rob? It's like the burning of Atlanta, Rhett.




Bel Ami tap dance number.




"Let me get that door to the 1800's for you, sir."


C'mon, give me a little smoochie-woochie...



I.GOT.NOTHING. I'm speechless




"You evil 21st century equipment! I spit on you!




"Stepping on horse poop was soooooo not in my contract."



"What am I supposed to do with this thing?"


"Oh, duh. It's rain effects today. I thought I left this crap on the Twilight sets."




"Please God, protect me from fans on the set today."




But it's the pelvic thrust...that really drives you insane...Let's do the Time Warp again!





If I had photoshop skills, Dean would be sooooo gone from this shot.




"It wasn't enough that I am so friggin beautiful in this tux, I had to stick out my tongue just in case I hadn't killed you yet."





I know, it makes you mad when I demand flowers Rob. But, awww, they're so pretty.




"I wonder ... if I wave this over my hat will a rabbit appear?"



"I..don't.. want..you..to..come."




"Move, boys. You're blocking the Sparkle Peen."


"Oh, crap. Rob's Bitch followed me to Budapest."

I want to be the one waiting in the carriage