According to Christina Hendricks, anyone who thinks her breasts are fake must not have “seen or touched a breast.”
Even though the Mad Men star has been very open about curvacious body, she is still questioned as to whether her breasts are actually real.
“I hope I’m not encouraging [breast augmentation]. If there’s anything to be learned from me it’s that I’m learning to celebrate what I was born with, even though it’s sometimes been inconvenient,” Christina explained to You magazine (via PopEater). “Having larger breasts has made it harder for me to shop throughout the years, but I’ve learned to love it.”
“It’s so bizarre that people are constantly asking if my breasts are real or fake,” she added. “They’re so obviously real that anyone who’s ever seen or touched a breast would know.”
Another “real” part of Christina is her marriage to the “best husband ever” Geoffrey Arend.
“We were both coming out of other relationships and weren’t in that mindset, I loved his energy and his spirit and I was always saying to friends: ‘You’ve got to meet my new friend Geoffrey — he’s so much fun,’ ” Christina explained of Geoffrey, whom she married in 2009. “Then my friends invited him to dinner and he was late — he’s always late — and they asked me if I wanted to save the seat next to me for Geoffrey and I went: ‘No, no — it’s not like that.’ Of course, as soon as I said it didn’t matter, it suddenly did matter. I think my brain just had to catch up with my heart.”
And Geoffrey proposed to Christina in the most perfect way.
“I moved to New York as a teenager when I started to model, and there was a restaurant called Il Buco which was filled with gothic-looking chandeliers that had weird apples and flames coming out of them. I’d been trying for years to get the owner, Donna, to sell one particular chandelier to me, but she wouldn’t. Geoffrey and I went there one New Year’s Eve and I happened to point it out to him,” she explained. “Then months later, I came home and every inch of our dining room was filled with flowers. Geoffrey was on one knee, so one part of my brain was registering that he was proposing, but then I looked up and saw the chandelier, so the other part of my brain was going: ‘How the hell is that chandelier in our house?’ He’d commissioned the artist to make Donna a replacement, so she finally relented and sold it to him.”
“I was just crying so much when he proposed,” Christina said. “I mean, what can you say about a man like that? He’s just so old-fashioned and kind and dreamy.”