There is a new story in the Enquirer about a supposed fight between Jennifer Aniston and Justin Theroux that allegedly went down a couple of days before Christmas while the couple was vacationing in Cabo.
That the argument in question even happened is up for debate (an unnamed “insider” is the source), but the subject matter is so juicy that I figure it’s worth discussing either way, so here goes…
The bride and groom to be apparently had it out over their relationship. Justin accused Jen of being “Hollywood” and “shallow,” and she then shot back calling him “a pseudo-intellectual who didn’t know the meaning of the word fun.”
It’s interesting subject matter, right? Before hooking up with Jen, Justin was this super brooding, indie, NYC dude who would probably rather claw his own eyes out than give you his thoughts on whether Ross and Rachel were on a break.
So what, exactly, do he and the world’s most popular Friend have in common? And more importantly, what don’t they have in common?
I’m not saying Jen is dumb. Quite the opposite, however I also don’t think she’s the sort of woman who wants to lock herself in the basement with the complete works of Nietzsche, which is sort of how I see Justin. And (according to the NE’s source) how he sees himself.
“Justin worries that he and Jen are not on the same intellectual plane and often complains that he feels smothered by her Hollywood fame,” says source. “He misses his artist and musician friends in New York City and has said many times that he’d love to move back there.”
What do you think—is Jen cerebral enough for her fiancé or is she better suited to a himbo like Brad Pitt? I’m kidding about Brad, but come to think of it, Justin and Angelina seem like a pretty logical pairing…
Maybe the best of the Brangelina/Aniston gossip is still to come.