The more Robert Pattinson speaks, the more I am convinced that he is The Boyfriend for me. This confounds my better judgement, because there are few things in the zeitgeist of the past ~5 years that I’ve enjoyed less than “Twilight,” but Robert Pattinson, the real Robert Pattinson, is a strange and wonderful being. He hates people and loves dogs! He would improve upon the “Twilight” sex scenes by adding a walrus! He also hates “Twilight”, maybe even more than we do!
In a new interview with Australia’s Sunday Style, the 27-year-old actor got really real, opening up about his anxiety and the insecurities that have defended him against the egotistical pitfalls of fame. “Up until [the moment I get out of the car to the event] I’m a nut case,” he told the publication. “Body dysmorphia, overall tremendous anxiety. I suppose it’s because of these tremendous insecurities that I never found a way to become egotistical. I don’t have a six-pack and I hate going to the gym. I’ve been like that my whole life. I never want to take my shirt off. I’d prefer to get drunk.” You and me both, Rob. He also confessed to being “quite sensitive” in relationships and thinking of himself as the best “gift giver.”
In all seriousness, though, what does it say about me that my ideal man is anxiety-ridden, insecure, very sensitive, and likes to drink? Probably nothing good. [Huffington Post]