When Chris Hemsworth, the Australian heartthrob known for playing Thor, received his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame, his wife Elsa Pataky was in the spotlight for the wrong reasons.
As Chris celebrated his big day on the red carpet, Pataky faced criticism from fashion fans online for her outfit.
Find out why people were so upset about Pataky’s fashion choice!
On May 23, Chris Hemsworth received his star at 6819 Hollywood Boulevard, joining 2,780 other stars on the Walk of Fame. He was honored for his impressive performances that have captured audiences worldwide.
Chris Hemsworth, 40, shared his thanks on Instagram after receiving his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. He posted several photos from the event and wrote, “This was wild and surreal! Huge thanks to the Hollywood Chamber of Commerce and the Walk of Fame selection committee for this honor. Also, a big shoutout to everyone who has helped and supported me on this amazing journey!”
His role as Thor in the Marvel Cinematic Universe has won him many fans around the world.
Chris Hemsworth’s Walk of Fame event was filled with family and friends. Among the photos he shared, you can see him with Robert Downey Jr., his proud parents, his wife Elsa Pataky, and their 12-year-old daughter India Rose, who was a bit shy in front of the camera.
Their twin boys, Sasha and Tristan, also joined in the celebration. One of them held Chris’s framed certificate, while the other sat by the new star with his dad’s name on it.
After the event, Elsa Pataky posted some family photos on Instagram and wrote, “We are so proud of you, my love… Congratulations on the Hollywood Walk of Fame Star.”
Fans loved the family photos and many admired the children for their great looks. However, some people focused on Elsa Pataky’s outfit.
Chris Hemsworth looked sharp in his navy suit and unbuttoned white shirt. But Elsa’s off-white gown with black lace received criticism. Some fans thought her style choices didn’t do justice to her beautiful figure and called her outfit tacky.
Some fans criticized Elsa Pataky’s outfit, comparing it to pajamas and commenting on her unbraided top. They felt it looked casual and not classy for the event. Others joked that she looked like she was rushed out of bed.
However, not everyone agreed. Some fans thought she looked stunning and didn’t see her outfit as lingerie or inappropriate.
Some fans praised Elsa Pataky’s look, calling her absolutely gorgeous and youthful. Others admired the couple’s relationship, saying it’s an ideal example of a perfect family.
The Hollywood Walk of Fame honors celebrities for their achievements, and Australian and New Zealand actors like Nicole Kidman, Russell Crowe, and Cate Blanchett have received this honor too.
What do you think of Elsa Pataky’s outfit? Share your thoughts and spread the story to see what others think!
As I was about to drive my wife in labor to the hospital, I received a call saying my mother was passing away
Just as my wife’s water broke, I got a call from my mother’s nurse, and she told me my mom was dying. I was torn and forced to make a difficult decision.
The day Debra found out she was pregnant was one of those days that I will cherish for the rest of my life. We had cried together, unable to believe that we were going to have a baby home soon, and I promised Debra I’d be an amazing dad.
Debra and I had waited to become parents for a long time. We were one of those miracle couples who conceived after going through tons of failed fertility treatments and doctors telling us there was no chance.
“We’ll be the best parents to him, darling,” I told Debra one night. “I can’t wait to hold our baby in my arms.”
“I know, honey,” she’d said, smiling. I gently kissed her baby bump and promised Debra I’d always be by her side.
Debra had always been very anxious about the pregnancy due to the complications, and I had told her I would be there for her, so there was no need to worry.
Little did I know fate would plunge me into a situation where I’d have to choose between her and my mom while was in labor…
I still get chills when I recall that day. It started as a beautiful day. The sun was shining brightly, and nothing seemed wrong with the outside world. I was preparing breakfast in the kitchen because Debra wasn’t feeling well that morning.
I quickly assembled a breakfast plate for her, and I went to call her for breakfast. As I entered our bedroom, I saw she was leaning against the wall with one hand, clutching her baby bump and breathing heavily.
“Honey, are you okay?” I dashed to her, worried. “Should I call the doctor?”
“Gordon…my water…it…it broke,” she whispered heavily, and that’s when I noticed the floor beneath her. It was wet. “Take me to the hospital, Gordon…Please!” she cried.
“Jesus!” I panicked. “I’ll get the car started. Just hang on a sec, honey.”
I ran to our car, grabbing the keys from the bowl on the living room shelf. I opened the car door, then rushed back inside to help Debra.
“Don’t worry, honey. We’ll reach the hospital in no time. Okay, we’ve got this.” I was comforting her as her labor pains began. I was terrified and nervous. I was praying everything would be fine.
After we made it to the car and Debra got inside, I locked her door and rushed to take my seat. Then my phone rang. It was my mom’s nurse, Marla, calling me. My mother had been diagnosed with a progressive cardiac condition, and due to her illness, she was confined to bed rest.
Worried, I answered the phone, and Marla’s voice on the other end of the line broke me from inside.
“Gordon,” she said in a weak voice. “Your mom… She had a heart attack, so I took her to the hospital. The doctors say there is little hope she’ll make it… Your mother is dying. I think you should be here as soon as you can.”
“Jesus, Jesus!” I exhaled a sigh. Why was everything happening at the same time? I was ripped to shreds and didn’t know what to do. On the one hand, there was Debra, who was in labor, and on the other, there was my mother.
I went inside the car, tears in my eyes, and told Debra everything. I couldn’t hide it from her, anyway. She saw my face and asked me what was wrong. And I blurted everything out.
“Mom is dying, honey. She had a heart attack, and Marla’s asking me to be there as soon as possible. I am so nervous. I – I don’t know what to do….”
“Honey,” Debra said. “Call a taxi. I’ll go by myself…”
“What?” I was taken aback. “No, we can’t do that!”. She was drenched in sweat and moaning in pain. “Look at you. It’s just not….”
“We don’t have time, honey…Ahh…call the taxi now, Gordon. Your mom needs you. You are a son first, then a husband. I will manage. Your mom…she…” Her pain was becoming worse.
“I’m calling the taxi. Oh, God!”
Thankfully, I got a taxi soon, and I instructed the driver to take Debra to the hospital safely. My hands shook as I drove to my mother’s hospital, and my tears wouldn’t stop. My heart was racing, wondering about Debra’s condition and if our baby would be alright.
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