Chris Pratt is getting all buffed up and he wants us all to know about it/feel slightly crappy about our own cottage cheese-y rear ends (the cellulite is something perhaps only the ladies will identify with). The actor who you'll know from The Five Year Engagement, Parks and Recreation, Moneyball and most recently Zero Dark Thirty (Everwood, if you go way back) is set to star in Guardians of the Galaxy, in the lead role, so naturally this calls for a selfie.
Now I usually take a strong anti-selfie stance in my own life, I just don't get it. Sure, I take them (to see what my outfit REALLY looks like before I go out on a night out or to send to the girls for approval, 'is this too slutty or not slutty enough?') but I don't post scantily clad photos on Facebook or Intsagram and try to fob them off as a photo about something else, like the weather, when really the only reasons people post such snaps online are to get a substantial bunch of ego-boosting likes and a plethora of comments that vary from 'oh my God, hun, you look stunnin' to 'ride'. Ughhh.
Though if I killed it at the gym and wound up with the female equivalent of what Mr. Pratt's showing off here, maybe I would too.
What's his secret? "Six months no beer," he says on his own Instagram. "Kinda douchey to post this but my brother made me."
Yeah, your brother 'made' you, that's what they all say. Did he make you do a duck face too? Not to worry; it's an inevitable casuality of a mirror selfie. At least you didn't go the whole hog with the peace sign too.
In a conversation with Vulture a few months back, on the topic of his tendency to yo-yo for various roles, Pratt said: "I just like to gain weight and lose weight. It's a rollercoaster. I just want to do this. I want to touch God."
Well it is a well known fact that the more defined your abs get, the closer to the Lord you become. He has a particular penchant for the muscly ones, we hear.
