Like most of this planet’s 7.6 billion people, I’m not friends with Kirsten Dunst. I’ve never met Kirsten Dunst. I’ve never even been in the same room as a version of Kirsten Dunst that wasn’t projected onto a screen. But I have been a fan of Kirsten Dunst since 1995 (the year Jumanji was released), I think Dick is one of the great comedies of the last quarter century, and I feel a certain familial pride when she makes headlines for news that could be reasonably interpreted as “good,” such as today’s report that she and fiancé Jesse Plemons are expecting a child together.
The news, first reported by Us Weekly, comes nearly a year after the couple (who met on the set of Fargo’s second season) revealed their engagement, and on the same day John Stamos made his considerably less exciting baby announcement.
I wish I could give you more details, really I do, but Us Weekly’s anonymous source is apparently a fan of brevity. I can, however, show you this image of Dunst wearing a big pink shirt and touching her stomach in a way that appears to scream, “There’s somethin’ in here!!!”
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Still here. Still without airbrushing. Still with teeth.
