In an op-ed published in The Washington Post, writer Emily Yahr dubbed Machine Gun Kelly and Megan Fox as “the most cringeworthy” new couple in Hollywood, and she is absolutely correct.
This is exactly the reason why I love them.
In case you have a healthy relationship with social media or your parents, you may have missed all the recent buzz surrounding MGK and Megan. Basically, the two are pretty into each other, frolic around town with newly-engaged Kourtney Kardashian and Travis Barker, say weird stuff on red carpet interviews, and wax poetic on IG captions that has Rupi Kaur shaking.
They also willingly take photos like this:
To put it plainly, they are…a lot.
Fox, 35, and Kelly, 31, have said that the beginning of their romance was the set of Midnight In The Switchgrass in 2020. However, in a recent interview with GQ, they shared their very first encounter happened a few years before that, at a GQ party in Los Angeles.
“I just remember this tall, blond, ghostly creature and I looked up and I was like, ‘You smell like weed.’ He looked down at me and he was like, ‘I am weed.’ Then, I swear to God, he disappeared like a ninja in a smoke bomb,” Fox revealed.
Following that GQ profile, Fox and Kelly’s urgent, thirsty romance has continued to take up space on social media, on red carpets, and within the confines of my mentally ill brain. To start, MGK is my type: Tall, ghostly, and hauntingly handsome. And, well, Megan Fox is…Megan Fucking Fox. She is everyone’s type. For me, though, my fascination with this rather strange couple is beyond the fact that they’re both extremely hot (though that definitely helps).
The real reason I can’t look away from their trainwreck of a romance is the shameless sincerity of it all. Their willingness to divulge everything about their relationship and proudly post one another online. PR stunt or not, MGK and Fox give me the courage to think that perhaps this aloof, B.S. modern dating mindset may be on its way out.
Because here’s the thing: There is something so very reckless about hope, especially when it’s applied to a newer relationship in today’s dating scene. In a world of soft launch S.O. reveals, hookup culture, and ghosting, to dare even let out a whisper that you want something more, something real, feels like a rebellion. Shouting it for the whole world to see, then, is almost revolutionary.
Megan Fox and Machine Gun Kelly’s chaotic energy is the way I’d like to love were I ever to be brave enough to show up for it in that way. Their hopeful recklessness makes me feel like maybe one day I’ll find someone as bizarre and flawed and screwed up as me.
If MGK and Fox ever break up, remnants of their relationship will live forever online, for better or for worse. If this happens, some might mock them for thinking they could have ever worked. Others may doubt what they had was real since it ended. I disagree with both of those approaches.
The truth is that any relationship will always have the potential to fall apart. But just because a bonfire turns to ashes doesn’t mean it didn’t burn on beautiful, bright, and so very alive at one point. Endings don’t invalidate true feelings. More times than not, they make them more realized than ever.
If anything, MGK and Fox’s willingness to give love a chance without guarantee speaks volumes about the depth of the relationship. And I am here for it.
So, in conclusion:
More weird-ass, overtly sexual interviews, more low-quality mirror Instagram pics, more earnest energy. We live on a doomed floating rock and we’re all gonna die. Why not love loudly and honestly while we’re here?
(Except no more blood necklaces, even I will concede that is too much.)