I'm not even going to begin to speculate the means by which Christie Brinkley looks so incredible at age sixty, I'm merely going to appreciate, ogle, and imagine she's my mom and I have a bad tummy ache that needs rubbing. It's really something out of the inexplicable handbook of hotness. You throw in the sextastic poses of Irina Shaykin a super tight dress and suddenly you have a party.
Officially, a celebration of the 50th Anniversary of the Sports Illustrated Swimsuit editions of their magazine. Hard to believe that was once a radical idea for a sports magazine has blossomed into something so wonderfully for leering each and every February. People who complain about modern times have no clue what life was like before you could see wicked hot women in tiny bikinis at the newsstand. It must have been truly awful times. Enjoy.