Picture George Clooney in his prime, right around the time ER was popular.
I’ve been told I look nothing like that.
My daughter tellls me I look kinda like Walter White BEFORE he started chemo.
At work there’s a guy who looks like Ron Jeremy, another who looks like King Tut (as porttrayed by Victor Buono on Batman), a woman who reminds me of Geena Davis, and another woman who could be Will Ferrell’s sister.
Or his cousin. Or him, in drag.
I always figured it was the long brown hair.
Dan Aykroyd and Jonathan Silverman, one of the two shmoes in Weekend at Bernies. When Silverman was in one of the failed post-Friends 8:30 shows, The Single Guy, I got it a lot.
My wife thinks I look like Jerry Garcia (except I have pony tail, and I’m still alive AFAICT), but when I saw Richard Dreyfus in Nuts, I said to myself, “I don’t recall making a movie.”
According to CelebsLikeMe, Peter Jackson.
According to my wife, they asked Robert Downey Jr to play Iron Man because I wasn’t available.
I’ve also been tagged as a skinny Judge Lance Ito during the OJ trial days.
I got a Tom Cruise once from some random old lady when I was delivering pizza in college.
I do a joke where I say I look like a cross between Charlie Sheen and Rowan Atkinson. Which, before I had a beard and Sheen lost a ton of weight, was true, at least except for the fact I’m taller than either man.
Now I have a beard, which kills the resemblance to Atkinson, and Sheen is frighteningly skinny and suddenly looks way older than me, and that’s completely gone.
I get similar results from those apps that claim to show you which celebrity you resemble. I am female, 60-plus, with graying but not thinning hair, and I wear glasses. Some gadget that was on Facebook thinks I most resemble
Truman Capote.
The real me (with a bust of Mark Twain)
:dubious:
Did you get a big “tip”?
I think everyone in the world agrees that I look like Sarah Silverman. I’ve also gotten Mila Kunis quite a few times.
Bill Murray and Robin Williams, several times.
I’m thinking Rachel Mclish!
For instance, it’s already the weekend and we still don’t have a cure for cancer.
…or non sequiturs…?
Damn your eyes!
When I was in college, I was called “Gilligan” by some guys who thought I resembled Bob Denver. A few years later, a co-worker called me “beatnik”, but I don’t know if it was because he thought I looked like Denver’s Maynard G. Krebs character or just because I had (and still have) a somewhat unruly little beard.