If you’re symbol is the bunny, you’re going to have to do something special for Easter weekend. I mean, sure, the frocks and the hats and the parades and the religious ceremonies and the ham are all well and good, but not quite the same as seeing an entire free week of smoking hot babes galore on Playboy.TV thanks to our Easter giving generous friends at PlayboyPlus.
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And while we’re at it, why not tempt the salacious veins with a look at the most recent set of Jenny McCarthy nekkid in Playboy magazine. She is getting married soon, which doesn’t mean we still can’t admire her long and storied history with the bunny magazine, but it does mean I have to say a small virtual apology to her New Kids on the Block husband before I enter into fantasy land with Jenny. Just think of all the hotness Playboy has to offer. And, now, it’s free for a week. I only pimp products I indulge in myself. Enjoy.
I know some of you left Jenny McCarthy behind for various reasons. But at 41, despite being a little cuckoo and now amid the cackling hens on the View, Jenny still has some hotness left in the tank that twenty years ago got her plucked from the line of hot girls trying to get a break in Hollywood to young pinup girl and TV and film blonde bombshell. The sextastic never disappears, it just goes dimmer at times. It’s like the Force or fairies, when you don’t believe in them.
Jenny was in Las Vegas pimping the after party for the Dirty Sexy Funny comedy show. I’m not sure about the funny, but dirty sexy is how I choose to imagine Jenny McCarthy who despite the various incarnations, well, in leather pants I’ll still take her for a fantasy trip up to Makeout and Beyond Point any time. Enjoy.
Now that she’s a member of the elite panel of women I intend to never ever hear from on The View, you may have thought Jenny McCarthy would pull back on her bodily attention getting ways, specifically flashing her best-that-money-can-buy boobtastic at various public events. Well, you were wrong. I was for sure. Because in her very first evening outing since joining the day time talk show, Jenny put her fancy flappers on prime time viewing at the US Weekly party for Fashion Week.
There was a whole lot of Jenny going on, so to speak. Or to stare, or, dare I say, to hose down. But that was for the after party. New show, same old Jenny. This seems like a good thing. Enjoy.
Do you see what I did just there? Someday, my Pulitzer Prize has to be coming right? I’m not just dreaming. Though I am once again fantasizing about Jenny McCarthy. Not so much when she’s talking, as she will now be officially soon as the new co-host on The View, but more so when she’s just butt-nekkid, as she was recently and originally on the pages of Playboy in the early 90′s as her first great career move. No Playboy, no View two decades later. I’m willing to make that connection.
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Thanks to our friend at PlayboyPlus for yet another, deeper, richer, more less clothed look at Jenny’s original Playboy magazine Playmate shoot, simply one of the stellar efforts from the Bunny magazine through the years. There’s simply no doubt that Jenny McCarthy, was, still is, one upper echelon looking woman. Still, you’d have to pay me in an endless stream of gold coins to get me to watch one minute of The View.
Oh, man, my favorite game ever is back. Wherein we look at some celebrity doing something completely innocuous (or occasionally, obnoxious), then we check them out in their fully nekkid and ridiculously hot Playboy pictorials from today or yesteryear, mostly to remind ourselves why we care so much in the first place.
Today we sneak delicious peeks at Jenny McCarthy, in the news today with word that she’s the new Carl’s Jr. spokesgirl, this time for their Apple Walnut and Other Things Salad. I’m not sure Jenny McCarthy and her westside model mommy posse rolls up to Carl’s Jr. all that often for salads, but let’s take a look at her honestly ridiculously hot Playmate spread from almost two decades ago now on Playboy Plus. It is just sinister how alluring Jenny was back in her breakthrough days. I would have committed to a life of fast-food salads back then had she named it as the price for one evening of blonde bombshell no-holds-barred passion.
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Now, by this time you know how we feel about the Grammys and the American Music Awards and pretty much all other music award shows and their relationship to good music — zero correlation. Truly. Really. Honestly. And we say that hardly as music snobs, just grown adult males for whom popular music left us long ago, or we left it, either way, we can’t stand it any more than a grade schooler can brussel sprouts. It’s not natural.
And, yet, there’s no denying that the ranks of the pop music world are filled with some of our favorite ladies of the sextastic, some performers, some just omnipresent celebs, all of whom do manage to turn the 2012 American Music Awards into hot-watchable television tonight.
Included in our list of girls who gave us happy wood tonight on the red carpet are Taylor Swift, Carrie Underwood, Heidi Klum, Stacy Keibler, Hayden Panettiere, Jenny McCarthy, and Kesha (what? yep, you heard us right, Kesha, she made herself over so much we got all worked up before we realized it was Kesha — let’s call this one misdirected boner). Enjoy.
Well, it happens to everyone, if you’re lucky I suppose, veteran blonde bombshell Jenny McCarthy hit the big 4-0 today, but she did not go out of her 30′s meekly, firing up her twin jets of chest flesh last night at the Gallery Club in Vegas as the hostess of their Halloween party. Hey, when you’re a sextastic celebrity, you don’t just celebrate your birthday, you get paid to celebrate it.
For the official record, we must say, Jenny did look mighty fine last night in her mask and skimpy costume. Some would say a muzzle might be an additionally delightful addition to perfecting an evening out with Jenny McCarthy, but I say, then how can I hear her telling me I’m the biggest and the best ever (yes, I live in a dream world, but it’s a pretty fucking fun one).
Happy Birthday, Jenny McCarthy. Keep putting that work of body art on display, we’ll keep watching.