We get what we wish for.
In a direct response to those of us who question the stability of the Kidman /Urban union after the photos on Friday and Sunday everything "appears" to be fine and dandy.
Nicole and Keith, in a suit he borrowed from Connor Cruise (who will be allowed to buy his own clothing soon), had dinner at that quiet, out of the way, Hollyweird restaurant, Mr. Chow’s. While we did not get access to the inside of the restaurant, we did get to see the happy couple strolling briskly to their chauffeur driven car. I guess Keith was confused about his place as he was going to get in the front of the car but seeing Nicole's distress at the short walk to the car Keith had to get in next to her.
Saturday there was a report that our happy couple was at a CAA party happily talking to Tom and Katie Cruise. Unfortunately there are no pictures. Why? Because it didn't happen. Kidman was at another gathering alone across town. The word “alone”. Look at that word, and I will come back to it later.
Finally, Oscar night! Nicole, splendid in her lovely red gown, walks the red carpet alone (see there is that word again). Well, she had her preggo-rumored “more than friend” Naomi with her. But she did not have her husband with her. “Miss when I get married, I will have my husband to walk down the red carpet with Kidman” stammered about his whereabouts. "He is, um, we decided, well he, um, decided we that we, um, he won't walk down the carpet because well it just leads to too much scrutiny and speculation.”
She was talking about “Keith I never met a red carpet I didn't like Urban”? I smell a lie if ever there was one. Apparently Keith was backstage twirling his pinkie ring and getting used to the lifts in his shoes. His big appearance was soon upon him. For all of 45 minutes, after Kidman presented, Keith and Nicole sat in the audience for all to see. The happy couple, she looking like a drag version of Clifford the Big Red Dog in Gay Stars on Ice, and Keith looking like a reject from Guys and Dolls, talked, applauded, and looked sincere. After Naomi presented, and during Tom Cruise’s introduction of Sherry Lansing, the happy couple escaped to the Vanity Fair party.
And what a party! Everyone was there. Oprah pestered Keith into giving an interview, touting it being his first since rehab. I guess Oprah sleeps in and misses the Today Show. And Nicole met her peers like Meryl Streep and Mary J Blige. Then the Kidman’s greeted their very good friends the Murdoch's. You know them; they own all the papers in Oz. And they posed for a number of lovely pictures. At one point Keith tried to whisper something into Nicole's ear and she had to bend down to hear him, he hit her head instead. But to a good PR person that was a very lovely kiss, and the People magazine money shot. Keith earned his dinner. The couple retreated to the couches where last year they gazed at one another. This year Kidman looked sedated and Keith stuffed In and Out burgers in his mouth.
Did they look like a couple in love to you? Yeah, I know, me neither.
Then why the display? Because we have not seen them together since 2/5/07. Nothing, nada. Keith looking happy and relaxed and alone. Kidman refusing to fly to NYC where Keith was, to do a UN event because of her cracked ribs. Kidman later said they weren't cracked at all. Also there were sightings of Keith back in Nashville. Keith happy. Keith returning to LA on Oscar week and going out every evening alone. Yep, alone. Alone. Alone. Hey, you probably did read about a concert where Keith was spotted actually using the bathroom for its real purpose but he was alone. No wife, just a blog entry saying she was there. Now if they were there it would have been noted and photographed. It's Oscar week - the paps are out like the cigarettes Britney chain smokes. The reality is this couple is spending more and more time alone until it is noticed and then they become happy campers.
I can only show you this. It’s up to you to believe and more importantly ask why.