Britney Spears is back at dance rehearsals, presumably preparing for new music videos and tours and just being awesome at her kids friends’ future bar mitzvahs I suppose. She has been looking much better of late, some throwback goodness to her classic sextastic pop diva visuals of a decade ago, though a little less on the obvious side.
Now more on the suburban mom I’d like to help with the groceries kind of thing. Sweats, tank top, booty, flashing her bra. Oh, yes, Ms. Spears is going to be tough on the neighbor boys. Enjoy.
Britney Spears definitely likes her rendering unto Caesar time, right down to dressing to the nines, though she can’t necessarily fit into a 9 any longer, prepping to take her new boyfriend to church on Sunday. I’m not exactly sure this tightly fitting of an outfit would have been allowed just a few years ago in most congregations, but, this is Britney Spears after all. She may no longer be that buxom slender 20-year old, but she’s not just going to throw away the clothes.
Looking good, Britney. Let those who are without prideful sin start throwing those stones. As for me, i’m just using binoculars and waiting for a few seams to burst. Enjoy.
Grandpa Smurf is a wise one. At least, that’s how I recall his character from a few years back in betwixt a few hellacious bong rips. Even the elder Smurf knows it’s time for Katy Cocktease to stop smurfing around and let those smurfs see the sunlight. Sadly, Katy would not bow to Papa’s wishes, let alone ours of the past several years, and remained entirely smurfed up, though still definitely smurfing hot at the L.A. premiere of Smurfs 2.
Joining Katy in the mini-smurfastic parade for the craptastic kids film was Britney Spears, looking a bit cleavy in Smurf blue, and former Miss Puerto Rico Joyce Giraud, smurfing up a bit of smurfy sideboob, just so the kids in the audience could get a little glimpse of adulthood fun. All in all, it seemed like a smurfy occasion for a film that even with a gun to my head would be a 50-50 proposition to view. Enjoy.
Britney Spears has been a long time advocate of the braless wardrobe for women. And she doesn’t just talk the talk, she flops and bounces the walk. Her latest upstairs commando venture a shopping trip in L.A. where the pop music diva showed that she’s just not an international superstar, she’s just a regular old mom putting about without her chest puppies restrained behind her top.
Now you know we highly applaud all women who decline the use of undergarments in their public promenading. Within reason, of course, as polite society does dictate that some larger gals be granted the support they need when in motion in a communal space. But for our sextastic celebrity veterans — yes, burn them bras, ladies. Enjoy.
Honestly, I wasn’t sure we’d ever really see Britney Spears in a bikini again after her commitment to both sanity and motherhood and loose fitting jeans and tops. It’s been hard to tell precisely what’s going on with Britney’s formerly bodacious body of late, other than a flattening out of the derriere in a plague common to the plight of suburban moms.
But, I must say, I’m pleasantly surprised at how Britney’s bikini body is holding up.
It’s not Britney of 2003, but it’s also not Britney of 2009. Somebody’s been working hard to stay away from Mickey D’s and it’s showing. Good for Britney. Good for us. Unexpected bits of celebrity bikini visuals always put me in a good mood.
It seems like the transformation process is almost complete. Britney Spears the young sexually suggestive diva into the soccer mom in the jean shorts, tight tank, and knobby knees. And, yes, the knobby knees does go with soccer moms, not sure why, but they are a must.
Not that we don’t have plenty of soccer mom fantasies. A few. Since boyhood years and having all those orange slices thrust upon us by the loving hands of the occasionally cleavage revealing mature woman. It’s just that we will somehow miss the former Britney as she fades into the minivan world of fast food and oversized handbags and always slightly uncoordinated mom sports claps. Still, those orange slices, mmm. Enjoy.