It’s hard to believe we’re halfway to winter. Especially given that it’s 80 and sunny out here in Los Angeles. My apologies in advance. But for most of the rest of the northern hemisphere facing a cold winter thanks to global warming, it’s definitely hide inside and warm the cockles time via the best way known to mankind. Hot topless celebrities right there on your personal tube. It’s time for the sixty seconds of forecast rapture known as the Mr. Skin Minute.
This week’s Mr. Skin Minute includes Anne Hathaway not nekkid in Interstellar but quite topless multiple blessedly times in Love and Other Drugs, Ruth Wilson topless making of the sexy in The Affair now on Showtime, and finally nude on Blu-Ray, the entire series of The Sopranos and all its glorious, dozens and dozens of skintastic topless sex scenes. The show that started it all for HBO, that’s a killer. Enjoy.
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Anne Hathaway is not much for showing off the skin. The modest to Bohemian drab real life young lady is more often draped in flowing garments than exhibiting any fleshy goodness in public, contrary to many of her more revealing film roles. Such it was a pleasant surprise to open up my women’s magazines from the U.S. and abroad to discover Anne on the pages of the new Elle U.K., showing off a little something something, even if it must inevitably conform to her lightly goofy and artistic photo sensibilities.
Anne Hathaway gets a bad rap among the public at large on the personality quotient. I say bad rap because she’s really not out there enough for anyone to get a decent picture of anything close to the real Anne Hathaway. While I’m the kind of guy who is first onto the diving board in his Speedo and bullhorn looking for attention, I understand that more reclusive people tend to be unfairly labeled as arrogant or smarmy or standoffish. Though some of them clearly are. I probably need to see Anne nekkid a few more times before fully forming an opinion. Enjoy.
Interstellar is already off to a strong start with lady co-stars Jessica Chastain and Anne Hathaway both looking mighty fine at the L.A. premiere of the space odyssey over the weekend. The film itself looks rather trippy, I might need to sneak in my own nachos and cheese. I’d bring plenty for either the ginger or brunette hotties that showed up to the event all decked out and looking leading ladyish. There is something about glamorous old Hollywood that gets my motor revving.
Jessica and Anne are thespianics first and foremost. I know sometimes these kinds of artists rub the public the wrong way, Anne for sure. But I think it’s important to remember that creative types of some skill level often tend to be slightly rough around the edges. Which is why I consider myself fortunate to be born with only middling skills, like a mid level elf who can rejoice in his work while Santa carries all the stress around his belly. Ignorance is bliss. As would be a sweaty sandwich between Jessica and Anne at an after party. The odds on that are about the same as life on Mars, low, but definitely worth investing billions to find out for sure. Enjoy.
That blessed time of the week has arrived. I can really almost smell it. Perhaps it’s time I actually cleaned out the reader email back or maybe put a scented candle in there or something. Musty is an understatement. But musty in the pursuit of the skintastic is no crime. So open the bag I shall once more to see what only the statistically most educated audience of any entertainment website has provided this week for their communal Secret Santas of celebrity sextastic for one another.
This week’s Reader Finds includes Anne Hathaway from when she still got super sextastic (thank you EgoReader ‘Benien’), Lindsay Lohan cleavetastic attempt at acting (busty find from ‘Ray Ray’), Jennifer Garner wicked remembrances in lingerie (harkening back by way of ‘Adrian’), Karen Gillan bare booty and nearly funbags in Not Another Happy Ending (film version recommended by ‘Nate’), my favorite Frenchie Marion Cotillard looking all kinds of alluring (oui oui good times via ‘Holden’), Roseanne Arquette melon flopping on screen (a donation from the library of ‘Allen P.’), Abbey Lee Kersahw topless in Muse (Aussie teatly treats provided by ‘Dennis’), Keke Palmer swimsuit cleavetastic (lovely peeks provided by ‘Stacey’), Linda Blair topless in the early 80’s (throwback ta-ta’s tossed over the fence by ‘Garces’), Liv Tyler topless in a fairly recent bit of skinematics (Liv chesty goodness from ‘Marlon’), Amy Hood topless and quite naughty in black and white (‘Jonesy’ knows I love me some kinky Amy Hood), Jennifer Lawrence tasty meaty delish sideboob (eye-spied by ‘Kilgore’), Britt Robertson briefly flashing funbags in Ask Me Anything (lovely lady humps uncovered by ‘Frank T.’), Alice Eve bodacious bare racktastic (go ask Alice just how nice those are thanks to ‘Fren’), Gigi Hadid and little sis Bella Hadid bikini candid hotness (very nice find by ‘Bob’), and last, but by cup size hardly least, the big funions of Elite model Emma Spellar topless playing pool (by way of her more ardent fan, ‘Jeremy’). Oh, boy, get yourself through these five dozen photos without sweating and you’re a cooler man than I. Enjoy.
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Anne Hathaway is one of our more conservative dressers you might say. Outside of the occasional commando upskirts at fancy events, Anne essentially gives us little to work with most of the time. Not for lack of body confidence I suppose, given her rigorous workouts and her youthful appearance, but she’s somewhat reticent to show skin in public. Fair enough. But the ocean saw it differently this weekend in Miami, wetting Anne’s one piece swimsuit which when combined with some stretching and preening, led to some pre-moistened views of Anne’s previously seen on screen boobtastic.
I can’t say it was the most exhibitionist venture I’ve seen along those sandy shores, but I also can’t say I wouldn’t be ogling her seriously whilst pretending to read some book that is way to smart for me on my beach towel to try and impress the ladies. Anne, just let them loose. They look like they really need some sun. I promise not to peek, at least not in any obvious manner. Enjoy.
Wow, even the girls who don’t like showing off are now officially hanging out at Miami Beach. That doesn’t even make any sense, and, yet, it’s happening, as Anne Hathaway, who has been exercising herself into top notch shape these past many months, opted for sun protective wear over exhibition at the beach over the weekend.
Nonetheless, the water did its job and allowed us to see a decent amount of her female form, and enough skin to let us know the girl could use some more time in the sun, or at least the fake tanning room. Anne definitely falls into that category of modern thespianic deathly afraid of Mother Sol, keeping the skin perfectly smooth by keeping it pale and protected. I suppose that makes sense. Though I also suppose five minutes running completely nekkid along the beach will do little harm. Let’s have it Anne, a sweet five minutes for the memory banks, then back int your protective layers. Enjoy.
Anne Hathaway must be feeling good about her workout routines of late. She’s just everywhere around town sweating up a storm, showing off her friendly camel toe in stretch pants and sweaty tight tops. I’m glad she’s feeling good about her body, it’s working out well for the both of us.
While outside of the occasional intentional commando slip, Anne tends to the very conservative hippy side of public wardrobe, this recent Renaissance of her revealing her female form all moist in public certainly is a delightful turn. It started on her Hawaiian vacation last month and just keeps right on rolling. Obviously, we could use a little more something something, but you have to be excited about the direction the arrow is moving. Enjoy.