A courtship, marriage and messy annulment all in the space of one short year – it’s this attention to turbo-charged efficiency and staggeringly neat compartmentalisation that helped Renee Zellweger and Kenny Chesney win the hearts of the world. It must be – it’s certainly not her weird satsuma face or his awful twangy cowboy music.
The marriage of Renee Zellweger (DVDs) and Kenny Chesney is now officially
no more – the Los Angeles Superior Court this week formally annulled
the union. And because it was an annulment and not a divorce, the
marriage legally never existed. Renee and Kenny didn’t get married.
They didn’t not spend any time together after the wedding. And they
didn’t split up. It was all a bad dream. Everything’s fine.
California law grants an annulment when either party in the
marriage is under 18, of unsound mind, bound to a previous marriage or
if the consent to marry was obtained by fraud or force. Seeing as there
were no boxes marked ‘dodgy British accent’ or ‘wears pink shirts a
lot, what’s that all about?’, Renee was forced to choose the ‘fraud’
option to end her marriage to Kenny, a choice that Renee insisted was
“simply legal language and not a reflection of Kenny’s character.”
Renee Zellweger surprised most of the world – the part that doesn’t drive a truck or wear spurs to the supermarket – by getting married to comedy cowboy singer Kenny Chesney in May,
after meeting on a telethon to raise money for the Boxing Day tsunami.
All looked peachy for the couple – she made the
good-but-underperforming movie Cinderella Man and he went hawking his
bad songs about sexy tractors around America. Then, out of the blue in
September, Renee Zellweger and Kenny Chesney decided to end their marriage.
Which is great – it’s Boxing Day again in four days. Maybe there can
be another terrible natural global disaster that’ll push Renee together
with some other idiot we’ve never heard of.
[story by Stuart Heritage]