Hello there folks and folkas. As you might be able to glean from the title of this post, I'm here to discuss how Michelle Pfeiffer in One Fine Day caused my sexual awakening.
And yes, I'm talking about the movie she was in with George Clooney back in 1996. Which was — and remains — highly underrated!
Anywho, it's not news that Michelle Pfeiffer is flawless and stunning and amazing and perfect. But there's something about her in One Fine Day that only upon reflection and lots of therapy has made me realize that that's the moment I knew I was gay.
In small part it was the vest/suit combo that really caught my interest.
And then there was also the disdain she showed for George Clooney's character at the beginning of the movie.
Her eye rolls made me sweat!
There was also the fact that she had a cool job and looked good doing it.
And for some reason even her stained white v-neck shirt made my body tremble.
But there was one thing in particular that really ignited the fire deep and awakened something that had been hibernating inside me my whole life.
And that was when she spent half the movie in this tiny dinosaur shirt.
After ruining her other shirt, she put on her son's dinosaur t-shirt and when she changed shirts, I changed internally.
I have not stopped thinking about it since.
I meannnnn, she ran around New York City in the t-shirt.
She braved the rain and jumped over taxis in the t-shirt.
She yelled at cops in the t-shirt!
Basically with every step taken in the t-shirt, my heart beat faster and faster.
In conclusion: I'm really glad to get this off my chest and happy we had this little chat.
