I wish somebody somewhere would criticize this whole braless wardrobe movement in Hollywood so I could punch them righteously in the nose. If they be a man. I’d never strike a woman, or a man for that reason if he was in any way larger or scarier than me. This is such a fine contemporary trend I can’t almost stand it. The Critics Choice Awards happened last night. I know, I didn’t know either. But hotties like Jennifer Aniston, Julianne Moore, Carrie Keagan, and Rosario Dawson came out to play and showoff on the red carpet without any bras. They weren’t exactly excessively showy, but they all were hot.
Just knowing I no longer need to fumble around with a bra clasp is such a wonderful feeling. You know, for those times I’m undressing Jennifer Aniston. Even in my mind that becomes an awkward bit of clutziness. Let alone the chance to sneak peeks at these sextastic celebrity peaks free from undergarment distraction. For all the troubles in the world these days, so many parts of it keep getting better and better. Keep your eyes on the prizes. Enjoy.
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At age 53, Julianne Moore remains the woman I most want to be my ANR mommy (yeah, go look up ANR). The sextastic veteran redhead has been dazzling men and boys alike for decades now, and from her appearance in The Edit magazine, only getting stronger and stronger.
Oh, the dream to find this smoking hot serious thespianic in lace in my boudoir, waiting to stroke my hair, tell me everything’s going to be okay, then making everything naughty. Perhaps I’m getting ahead of myself, but, oh, boy, Julianne on that rug. Please tell me it’s coming for Christmas! Enjoy.
Getting people excited for the remake of the classic 1974 horror film Carrie is no easy task. If people are old enough to be familiar with the original, they probably have no interest in the remake because they are skeptical it could ever be as good. If people are not old enough to be familiar with the original, then you have to create interest out of thin air.
Fortunately for everyone involved in the project—which includes Julianne Moore and Gabriella Wilde, by the way—MGM has some pretty clever marketing people, and they’ve cooked up one hell of a viral marketing campaign.
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Are you sitting down? Jeff Bridges is finally getting some acting work, again. Phew. Now, he’s in something called Seventh Son.
This time, instead of playing a grizzled old gunfighter, a grizzled old country singer, a grizzled old computer programmer, or a grizzled old Iron Man nemesis, or a grizzled old disembodied voice of every car commercial in existence…Bridges is gonna mix it all up. In a shocking change of type, he’s gonna play a grizzled old wizard. Crazy, right? Yeah. We’re still stunned.
The trailer looks pretty middling and dare-we-say(?) Willow-meets-a-giant-bucket-of-dragon-dook. Seventh Son, which won’t be in front of audiences until early 2014, is based on the first of author Joseph Delaney’s Wardstone Chronicles. He’ll cast spells opposite a witch of some kind played by Julianne Moore, whose female form makes him uncomfortable. Vagina.
Despite our current lack of excitement, we’ll give them some time to make the case…there’s a lot of ins and outs and what-have-yous. A lot of strands in the old Duder’s head. Y’know?
Okay, time to get serious with Award Season. That annual time of year when Hollywood comes together for a self-congratulatory circle jerk of mirrored affection. Not sure how many other industries pack ten to fifteen major ‘give yourself a pat on the back’ ceremonies in the course of six weeks time, but when you’re a celebrity, how can you be loved if you first don’t love yourself?
Not that we’re complaining, not when the super hotties make a strong showing at last night’s SAG Awards, the thespian-on-thespian accolades that is considered one of the highest honors from within. So we give out our honors, to the ladies that looked the most ridiculously hot on the red carpet, and there were several, including Maria Menounos (who really isn’t an actress, but who gives a damn), Morena Baccarin who has come to control the very blood flow in our appendages, Nina Dobrev, stellar brunette, Amanada Seyfried, Nordic girl of many Asgard naughty dreams, Jennifer Lawrence, a stage stealing voluptuous young beauty, Sofia Vergara, who ever delivers veteran caliente to the red carpet, Julianne Moore, who continues to be the veteran ginger we’d most like to discipline us, Lea Michele, who can be hit or miss, but was super hit last night. and Michelle Dockery, of Downton Abbey renown, flashing serious sideboob. All of these ladies and more all decked out in expensive triumph for your viewing pleasure.
And, oh yeah, some awards were given out and people thanked Aunt Myrtle and their agents, and then a few actors cried. Enjoy.
Julianne Hough looking particularly cleavy. (Popoholic)
Julianne Moore fulfills our hot teacher fantasies. (HuffPo)
Bikini Battle: Audrina Patridge vs. Whitney Port. (FoxNews)
Reese Witherspoon gets hit by a car. (TMZ)
Damn you, auto-correct! (CollegeHumor)
Ali Lohan isn’t fooling anybody. (theFABlife)
Hottest ginger celebrities. (Ranker)
If your head hurts from the brewed and bottled stuff this morning as much as mine, you too would look forward to a weekend of blissful hot nekkid actress movie watching, with a plan for such hangover recovery courtesy of the Mr. Skin Minute from of our friends at Mr. Skin.
This weeks boobtastic film selections include the en fuego Rachel Nichols in the Conan the Barbarian reboot opening today in theaters, Sandahl Bergman, on DVD in the original barbarian flick, and ever-nekkid skinematic phenom, Julianne Moore, in one of our favorite movies ever. Enjoy.
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