Just when you thought blessed stretch pants couldn't get any better, Anne Hathaway goes and takes them into the ocean for a nice soaking and wet shrinking as she jobs in her bikini top along the beach in Hawaii. I'm not sure if it was her general excitement or the slight chill of even the tropical ocean waters, but Anne's nips seemed hell bent on busting out of their bra top and being seen directly by the 50th state sunshine. Can't say as I blame them. Or that I wasn't rooting for them.
Anne Hathaway is one of those rather difficult ogling subjects who rarely isn't wrapped in five layers of kitschy clothing when just out and about so her Hawaiian vacation has been a nice treat for those of us still infatuated with the thespianic even after she cut her hair and started saying important things about her 'craft'. I'm still digging. And trying not to get an eye poked. Enjoy.