My Irish co-worker (who is a walking encyclopedia for any and all things British TV/Music/Culture) told me last week that I remind him of this British actress, Tuppence Middleton. I know, I’ve never heard of her either, but apparently he was watching the last episode of Friday Night Dinner over the weekend (which he also highly recommends watching) and she was a guest star.
I’m normally wary of anyone who says that I remind them of another person, especially a famous one, since these associations tend to be ok at best and offensive at worst. This one is not bad though, I can kind of see where he’s coming from.
And to be fair, my hesitation over the “You Look Like ____” game comes from childhood when my 4th grade chess partner (yes, that’s right—chess) told me that he only reason he liked me was because I looked like Agent Scully. Oh, and let’s not forget the time my 7th grade Social Studies teacher told me that I looked like Susan Sarandon. So yeah, as a child I basically looked like any famous redhead who was at least 25 years my elder?
It’s fine. I’m fine, I’ve moved on.
