Now, I must admit, I thought Snooki was married a few years back, but it turns out she never did get married, just started making babies and perhaps working on her looks a little bit courtesy of the fine doctors in the 90210 business district. Nuptials definitely do require some kind of crazy bachelorette party, especially when being filmed for your reality show, so Snooki got a bunch of her old Jersey Shore girl pals together to hit up Miami and rage. Or just do some silly crap on camera.
Snooki and J-Woww and some of the other girls had their classic cleavage on display for the wild hen party antics. I’m sure when the show comes out you’ll see a little more of the wild stripper party play and cut aways of the girls discussing how crazy the party got. As for me, I’m content with a little ogle and a wish for Snooki the best of luck in the next one to two years of marriage. Enjoy.
I actually had fun a couple years back now at the MTV Movie Awards with our friend Tila Tequila. The show had already dropped to unwatchable standards at that point, but it was at least fun. Now, everybody who appeared at the show looked like they had been kidnapped and forced to dress up and smile and talk about how much they love so-and-so from some craptastic MTV reality show (assuming so-and-so is still alive, or not in jail).
J-Woww brought her puppies out to play, and they tried to save the evening from the ensuing debacle, but even they along with the hottie likes of Emma Watson, Selena Gomez, and Ariana Grande could not save the ev evening. The ultimate dilemma for Egotastic! is a sextastic hot teacher stripping off her clothes whilst scratching her nails down a chalkboard. MTV is now way too much chalkboard. Enjoy.
Just when you think you’re about to say, ‘I could care less’ about another J-Woww promotional appearance in Sin City, along comes Jenni with her mega-boobs peacocked out like, well, mega-boobs at the Dusk nightclub in Vegas, showing exactly, precisely, and otherwise most definitely why she got paid whatever tens of thousands of dollars she did to be the guest hostess for the evening.
Now, you know that amid all the craptastic sanitation waste dumped into popular culture by the MTV show Jersey Shore, there have been a brightspot or two. You’re looking at the two right now. Or, at least, at the sides of the two. Enjoy.
I’ve been staring at these photos up and under J-Woww and her New Year’s Eve dress for some time now, and I’m still not quite clear what I’m seeing.
I know I see a little too much Jersey Shore corndog and beer, but, beyond, that, there’s a little something something and maybe a chunky other thing, but we can’t call it one way or another , so we call upon our Egotastic! CSI team to investigate the deep and dark evidence portrayed therein. Do let us know. And, try to enjoy.
Despite our general feelings toward Jersey Shore, we have never wavered in our lust for J-Woww. I mean, okay, half-wavered while she got loaded a lot and fell down and did other stupid shizz, but never refracted, as it were, from our deep felt thoughts of lust and debauchery every time we see the better part of her curvaceous body.
And J-Woww has been slowly tatting up that body, which got her into a sextastic little pictorial for Inked magazine that is driving wild all the J-Woww passion-filled manfolks out there, along with a few appreciators of the body art. Something you really must check out in your spare time, or just time you make spare while at work. Enjoy.
Victoria Justice leggy holiday performance. (GossipCenter)
JWoww gets groped in an airport. (HuffPo)
Sienna Miller ditches her clothes. (FoxNews)
Michelle Williams cleavy NYC premiere. (Celebuzz)
Coco flashes some skin in Atlantic City. (SocialiteLife)
I want to see Diana Falzone when I come back home. (CollegeHumor)
God bless yoga pants. (TheChive)