No story that broke in 2018 brought me as much genuine joy as the news that supermodel/re-incarnation of a not-yet-dead Carla Bruni, Bella Hadid, and R&B bad boy, The Weeknd, were back together.
Since they made their debut as a back-on couple in May at the Cannes film festival, these two have been inseparable, and actually seem more into each other than they did their first go ’round.
Bella and The Weeknd previously dated from April 2015 to November 2016, and were fairly private about their relationship. They’d do some red carpets together, but rarely broadcast their relationship on social media or were seen being too affectionate in public.
But ever since they got back together after his STUPID hook-up with Selena Gomez, these two are all over social media professing their love, packing on the PDA in public, and are constantly traveling the world together. Rumor even has it that they’ll soon get engaged (see my Selena Gomez is a real Good Luck Chuck post).
Listen, I have no fucking clue what it is about these two that I’m so obsessed with. There are plenty of celebrity couples comprised of two people I like. The Sprouse twins are dating Lili Reinart and Barbara Pavlin, both of whom I love. I love Beyone and Jay-Z, Miley and Liam, Kristen and Stella, Janelle and Tessa, Travis and Kylie, and like a million other celeb couples, but for some reason I feel weirdly connected to Bella Hadid and The Weeknd and I’m really rooting for these two crazy, sexy kids.
Side note: In case you’re confused as to what the HecklerSpray advent actually is, it is legit just me counting down some of my favorite pop culture stories/events from 2018 while we build up to Christmas. I just realized I explained it last year, but not this one. Ooops!