Jennifer Aniston was trying to have a quiet weekend away. It was just after her 50th birthday, and she’d boarded a plane for Mexico with six of her best girlfriends — most of whom have known her since her early days in Los Angeles, before Brad, before Justin, before Friends and before the tabloids, when they lived as neighbours on the same street in Laurel Canyon. But a few minutes in, the pilot asked to speak with her. They had a tyre missing, and they would have to return to Los Angeles.
As the pilot burned off fuel, Aniston
As the pilot burned off fuel, Aniston