I pose to you, Internet, a question: Is there a woman more worthy of our love than Rashida Jones? I think not! After all, she’s that rare combination of sweetie pie you could totally see baking cookies with your mom in the kitchen during the holidays when she not teaching your little cousins how to put braids in their hair, while at the same time being a woman you fantasize about doing unspeakable things to in the darkened confines of a bedroom. OOOOHHHH Rashida Jones how I do love thee! And now my love for her has grown for her even more now that she’s posed seemingly bottomless for GQ. And even better, she hints that she wouldn’t mind going topless for the magazine. SHE’S SUCH A TEASE!
In this age of Webby, Jezebel-y mud fights about pretty girls, funny girls, and who belongs inside that supposedly slender portion of the Venn diagram where they intersect, Jones is a rare consensus figure. She is tremendously undislikable. Partly that’s because, at 35, she’s been semifamous for only a few years, meaning she’d had the time to become an actual person first (this despite being the offspring of two very famous parents, Quincy Jones and Peggy Lipton) … Her job on Parks and Recreation, which just wrapped up a breakthrough third season, is to provide an occasionally flustered, frequently perplexed center of gravity for the local government lunatics in her orbit. “Every week,” she says, “someone on that show will tickle me in a new and fun way. Wow, that sounds really bad. Please put that next to a topless picture of me in GQ.” Done.
Posting the picture above just made my day. Nothing can deflate me now. NOTHING!
Oh, and by the way, nice Jezebel slam there, GQ. Well played.