I happen to have a thing for Jessica Chastain, gingers in general, naturally, but Jessica specifically who simply doesn’t get enough mention among the gentleman ogling set. Maybe it’s because we mostly see her only in promotional appearances, decked out, which for by my standards, is ever so wickedly hot.
Jessica made her way to the red carpet of the National Board of Review Gala looking like a million damn cleavetastic dollars. This is the official start of awards season, so we can expect to see Jessica and her loveliest of sextastic mates dolled up something fierce over the next eight weeks. It can get tiresome, the self-adulation, but the staring at super sextastic women with showy gowns, I could never tire of that. Just so hot. Enjoy.
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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.
Jessica Chastain doesn’t get enough lust love from the gentlemen oglers. She’d kind of always under the radar because she play such serious roles in the movies. Even though she has shown a willingness to flash her lovely udders, which to be in the ultimate sign of thespianic excellence. But she dolls up nice. Or dolls down nice as the case may be in the latest edition of Interview magazine.
Once again we see the surprisingly evocative use of black and white photography with a classically beautiful woman like Jessica. She’s a bit too modest in these photos, but you get the general sextastic drift by leafing through her various bits of role playing hotness. You don’t need to be obvious to get the boys attention, as my senile older aunt used to tell me because she thought for some reason I was a slutty girl. She was at least half right. Enjoy.
Jessica Chastain has some massive cleav for UK Harpers Bazaar. (COED)
Kim Kardashian and Cara Delevingne are all wet for a “secret project”. (Huffington Post)
Natasha Poly is all topless boobies for Vogue Paris. (Drunken Stepfather)
Jordan Carver and Melanie Mueller face off in a funbag-off. (Hollywood Tuna)
Selena Gomez gives us another bikini Instagram. (Popoholic)
And now, Adam Levine and Behati Prinsloo get it on covered in fake blood. (The Superficial)
Suelyn Medeiros asstastic squatting. That is all. (WWTDD)
My ginger dream girl Jessica Chastain was looking boobtastically cleavtacular at the premiere of “The Disappearance of Eleanor Rigby” in San Sebastian. Jess, (I can call her that because we are that close…in my head), has an amazing rack. It’s seriously one of my favorites and I have a masters degree in funbag studies. What makes it even more wonderful is the fact that Jessica a) likes to show off her yum yums at every opportunity and b) she hates bras. She must go through rolls of that tape they use to keep these kinds of dresses from revealing their busty contents every week. The cleavage in these pics is something spectacular, my friends. Her white, freckled mounds of joy are busting out of her dress.
I pray to the boob gods that one day the tape will become loose and we get a nip slip. Wouldn’t that be amazing? A boy can dream.
The lovely Jessica Chastain showed off more than her acting talent at a screening for the film Salome and Wilde Salome. Jessica has quite a nice rack, which she was kind enough to let us all see in a yellow dress that was cut down almost to her navel. The result was some cleavage for the ages. I think I’ll be telling my grandkids about this cleav, it’s that good. Jessica’s ta-tas are lovely and plump, like two ginger melons. Some people don’t like redheads because they have a reputation for being kind of crazy and are susceptible to sunburns. While it’s true that the one redhead I dated tried to run me over with a car, (not a joke), I think it was worth it.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, Jessica I’m here for you no matter your debilitating lack of skin pigmentation.
While the weather outside might be frightful, or, you know, like below 70-degrees slightly here in L.A., the skin on cinema only warms up during the winter months, and all of it is captured so elegantly, virginally, and quite sophisticatedly by the punmeisters at Mr. Skin, where skin on film isn’t just a hobby, it’s an obsession.
In this week’s installment of the Mr. Skin Minute, we are treated to the exhibition, err, release of Jessica Chastain ginger topless in Jolene, Dreama Walker flashing her grade-A’s in Compliance, and a re-view of Sophie Rundle amazing chest puppies in Episodes. These aren’t just mediocre skin flashes, these are, as Tony the Tiger would say, great! Enjoy.
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