Mindy Kaling and I had the best time together last week. Like she is so funny. We went and bought a Christmas tree together, and you know Mindy, ever the perfectionist, she wanted the absolute biggest one she could carry. So then, because obviously no taxi would pick us up — I mean we were hanging out with a forrest, essentially — the tree-lot guy had to strap the whole thing to Mindy’s back. So she literally carried a Douglas fir across Manhattan and back to her office where the rest of our friends had stupidly already set up another tree. Mindy grabbed theirs and chucked it out the back door, then we laughed and laughed.
And then the opening credits began. I found myself sitting on my couch hanging out only with the sad realization that Mindy Kaling is not, in fact, my friend. And neither is her on-screen counterpart Mindy Lahiri. Come to think of it, she hasn’t so much as even sent me a birthday card let alone written “HBD” on my Facebook wall.
So why do I feel that if I met her at a party or something, Mindy Kaling and I would actually hit it off as friends?
I’ve felt this way about other actors before. It’s totally not in a fangirl “OH MY GOD I LOVE YOU! BIGGEST FAN RIGHT HERE!” kind of way. Rather, there’s just certain people who I find so hilarious that — whether they’re famous or not — I’d want to hang out with them.
Take Emma Stone, for example. I once saw her interviewed on a late night talk show where she was so endearing and cool, self-deprecating and just the right amount of sarcastic that she seemed exactly like some of my own close friends. She’d fit right in!
When I saw Kristen Wiig and Will Ferrell announce an award at the Golden Globes, it wasn’t even an a question if we’d become friends but rather, why hadn’t we already?
I can’t get through Wedding Crashers without feeling completely left out of Vince Vaughn and Owen Wilson’s friendship, or between that of Jonah Hill and Michael Cera in Superbad, or Tina Fey and Amy Poehler.
When I try to explain this to most of my (tangible) friends, they instantly get where I’m coming from. “Jennifer Lawrence would totally be in our group,” they agree. But what’s confusing for those people who don’t understand the idea of a celebrity BFF is not, I’d assume, the improbability of said friendships, but a restrictive definition of the word “Best Friend.” How can you have more than ONE Best Friend?, they want to know.
Well, just like my girl Mindy once said, a best friend isn’t a person. It’s a tier. Lucky for me I have an L-shaped couch where all of us can hang out at the same time. Problem solved.
What about you? Who would be your celebrity BFF? Let’s make THE ULTIMATE FRIEND GROUP.