For the fourth time in this blog's history, I have the honor of congratulating my dear Winona Ryder on making it through another year of her conflicted fourth decade. The accidental beard of my boyhood, Ms. Ryder is 39 years old today. And once again, I plea with some casting director out there to take notice of the fabulosity that was her small role in "Black Swan" and give her a role thats beyond some shitty Ron Howard romantic comedy where she plays Kevin James' cheating girlfriend.
To the end of your 30s, Winona. I can only suspect you're ready to see them go. My Halloween costume, as always, will be inspired by your glory days. May they return in full force soon enough.