Age: 44
female
Krysten Alyce Ritter (born December 16, 1981) is an American actress. After an early modelling stint, she appeared on the UPN noir mystery series Veronica Mars (2005–2006) and the CW comedy-drama series Gilmore Girls (2006–2007). Her breakthrough role was Jane Margolis on the AMC drama series Breaking Bad (2009–2010), a character she reprised in its spinoff film El Camino (2019). She headlined the ABC sitcom Don't Trust the B---- in Apartment 23 (2012–2013) before playing the character Jessica Jones on the superhero series Jessica Jones (2015–2019) and The Defenders (2017), both set in the Marvel Cinematic Universe. She also appeared in the Max miniseries Love & Death (2023). Ritter's early film roles include the romantic comedies 27 Dresses (2007), What Happens in Vegas (2008), Confessions of a Shopaholic (2009), and She's Out of My League (2010). She wrote, co-produced, and starred in the comedy Life Happens (2011). This was followed by roles in the horror comedy Vamps (2012), the comedy-drama Listen Up Philip (2014), the Veronica Mars continuation (2014), the biographical drama Big Eyes (2014), the comedy-drama The Hero (2017), and the dark fantasy Nightbooks (2021). Outside of acting, Ritter serves as a singer and guitarist for the indie rock duo Ex Vivian, and released the psychological thriller novel Bonfire in 2017. Description above from the Wikipedia article Krysten Ritter, licensed under CC-BY-SA, full list of contributors on Wikipedia.
To the Green-eyed Lovebird: We met fifteen years ago, almost to the day, when I moved my stuff into the NYU dorm room next to yours at Senior House. You called us fast friends. I like to think it was more. We lived on nothing but the excitement of finding ourselves through music (you were obsessed with Jeff Buckley), photography (I couldn’t stop taking pictures of you), hanging out in Washington Square Park, and all the weird things we did to make money. I learned more about myself that year than any other. Yet, somehow, it all fell apart. We lost touch the summer after graduation when I went to South America to work for National Geographic. When I came back, you were gone. A part of me still wonders if I pushed you too hard after the wedding… I didn’t see you again until a month ago. It was a Wednesday. You were rocking back on your heels, balancing on that thick yellow line that runs along the subway platform, waiting for the F train. I didn’t know it was you until it was too late, and then you were gone. Again. You said my name; I saw it on your lips. I tried to will the train to stop, just so I could say hello. After seeing you, all of the youthful feelings and memories came flooding back to me, and now I’ve spent the better part of a month wondering what your life is like. I might be totally out of my mind, but would you like to get a drink with me and catch up on the last decade and a half? M
