With American Idol, two new films, a red-hot producing career, and the body to match, newly single Jennifer Lopez is back with a vengeance.
Here she comes, in a flirty black dress with the word LOVE emblazoned in red above its very short hem. Her orange-and-pink platform stilettos are just this side of dangerous, yet she saunters along like she was born in them. A lot has been made of J.Lo’s posterior over the years, so I am going to say it here first: The legs have it. They are tan and smooth and
perfectly proportioned, and girlfriend knows it. In fact, Jennifer Lopez is the kind of woman for whom the word stems does not feel inappropriate. (As in “Get a load of the stems on that broad.”) When she finally arrives at her dressing room, she makes a sharp right and slams the door behind her. Her entourage (and there is always an entourage) is left to mill around, checking their phones.
perfectly proportioned, and girlfriend knows it. In fact, Jennifer Lopez is the kind of woman for whom the word stems does not feel inappropriate. (As in “Get a load of the stems on that broad.”) When she finally arrives at her dressing room, she makes a sharp right and slams the door behind her. Her entourage (and there is always an entourage) is left to mill around, checking their phones.
A few moments later, Marc Anthony and his entourage arrive. Anthony peeks his head into the dressing room with his name on it and says, “Where is she?” He eyes the door across the hall and says to no one in particular, “She in here?” He puts his ear to the door and then gently raps on it with his knuckle. “Security,” he says with a devilish smirk, and then nothing. So he knocks harder. “Security!” When he hears that telltale giggle, a big grin spreads across his face, and he opens the door and slips inside.
Lopez and Anthony are here today on the Warner Bros. lot in Burbank for a taping of The Ellen DeGeneres Show to promote their new Latin talent show,¡Q’Viva! The Chosen, which will premiere on Fox in early March. Lest you think it’s all smiles for the cameras but war behind the scenes, the two spend the next hour huddled in her dressing room, still friends after all these months. Indeed, in one of the clips from ¡Q’Viva! that they share with Ellen, the two of them bicker like, well, an old married couple, and Lopez cracks that they are the new Sonny and Cher, a knowing joke that grows more apt the further it sinks in.
Watching the two of them sitting on Ellen’s couch, you can see traces of their dynamic, Anthony toggling between quiet brooder and knee-jerk jokester, Lopez forever eager to smooth things over and jump in with an answer the minute Anthony hesitates. Despite the fact that there is obvious love between them (she wears it on her dress, after all), one can’t help sensing the sadness—and in particular the disappointment for Lopez, a woman whom one person she works with describes to me as “like a boxer who continues to get up off the canvas and fight back.” This is a girl who doesn’t like to lose.
Afterward, the stars and their entourages head back into Lopez’s dressing room and hang for a while longer, clearly not quite ready for this little reunion to end. Any minute, however, Denzel Washington and LL Cool J are going to arrive for the next taping, so they clear out, head for the exit, and pile into their giant black SUVs. Lopez spots me standing in the parking lot, and as her window glides down she says, “Hey, baby. I will see you back at my house?” Yes, I say, but I don’t know how to get there. “It’s so easy!” she shouts as the SUV starts inching away. “Just take the 101 and get off at exit 30. You’ll find it!”
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