The ring is kind of a nonissue for me. It could have been left in a little dish on the makeup table just because it’s a photoshoot. It is interesting though that the mark is still visible from where the gold band usually sits on her index finger. I’m sad for her. I fell in love with the old Cait…the one with the big smile and the infectious laugh that comes out of nowhere. The one who is so passionate about everything she takes on. The one who we see in old pictures curled up in every spare moment with a book, who reads and researches the most insidious aspects of any new role to really get a feel for the character. She inspired me and that’s what made me love her and think what a great role model she is for us all. Something to aspire to. The new fans that this article is aimed at will never meet that girl. Instead of the gorgeous rich colour she showed us four years ago, they get beige. Flat beige. This Cait takes on the subject of her chemistry with Sam, (yet again, and why?) and fluffs it off as an afterthought. ‘Oh that. yeah, we took a walk and decided to have each others backs’ Deja vu, anyone? That walk was special. It was cute at the time and meaningful. Here it sounds like she’s shuffling that thing she has with Sam, which is one of the best parts of her, off to the side. The wedding? Miss Research and Throw Yourself into Every Project really finds the whole process rather mundane so she hasn’t bothered to set aside time to deal with that, followed by the same old tall tales about the shy, successful music producer with zero social media presence. (Can there even be such a thing?) A guy of that description would never have captured the heart of the real Cait and it makes me so sad that what they’re wanting us to believe is that she is just another actress, granted one with a social conscience, but one who has settled for her Frank and might someday find the time to plan a wedding. It feels like she’s sold out to the same industry she wears black to protest. Meh….