As expected, Jennifer Lawrence got real, like really real, like take-off-your bra-in-front-of-the-interviewer real, for the December issue of Vogue.
She opened up about a number of things — her shameless love of private jets (“I have such a hard time flying commercial”). And after alluding to feeling insecure during her courtship with Chris Martin, she shares how she, too, has a frustrating and disappointing love life (Stars. Us. Twinning). Lawrence said:
No one ever asks me out. I am lonely every Saturday night. Guys are so mean to me. I know where it’s coming from, I know they’re trying to establish dominance, but it hurts my feelings. I’m just a girl who wants you to be nice to me. I am straight as an arrow. I feel like I need to meet a guy, with all due respect, who has been living in Baghdad for five years who has no idea who I am.
I haven’t done a survey or anything, but I’m guessing there are a fair number of people in Baghdad who might recognize her — after all she is the highest-paid actress in the world, with a collection of high-profile falls in her oeuvre. At this point, we’d recommended Mars as a reliable source of men who don’t know who she is. For you, J.Law, SETI is the new Tinder.