Oh, Kim Pine.

Scott Pilgrim's Finest Hour is finally arriving with the rest of my DCBS shipment this week, so I've been re-reading the series over the last day or two as a refresher, and I am once again deeply, truly swooning for real over fictional Kim Pine.

Cute, funny, sarcastic (or, to be fair, full-on caustic), take-no-shit, freckly auburn-haired women are a definitely weakness of mine. I went and married one after all.

But Kim's a drummer, too. Hawt. I'm not made of stone here.


(My wife will understand. You should hear the sorts of things she says about Ianto Jones, or the "bad" vampire brother on The Vampire Diaries.)