The girls of Glee have worked really hard on their bodies to try and lure straight men into their fold, and, at times, I admit in my weaker moments I have so considered such a joining of the coven. But in those darkest of hours, I’ve reminded myself that peeping through the blinds truly is the only acceptable means of indulging in Glee hotness, including leggy brunette Lea Michele, filming her silly singing show in New York City.
I’m still looking for upskirts from the fairly professionally pressed legs Lea, but also reveling in the sight of her dancer toned legs. It’s all so delicious, but still not worth watching Glee. Enjoy.
There’s a reason we don’t let teens, most especially young teen girls, make important decisions. For one, Justin Bieber would be our nation’s first lesbian President, and while hair-twistees would replace war, a whole bunch of other bad shizz would befall us as all important institutions were slowly turned into Forever 21 stores.
That being said, the Teen Choice Awards while being completely inane and craptastic in concept and delivery, did manage to deliver a bevy of super sextastic celebrities to the red carpet and insipid in-show skits, that with the volume turned all the way off, became tolerable thanks to the hotness of Selena Gomez, Demi Lovato, Nina Dobrev, Taylor Swift, Hayden Panettiere, Zooey Deschanel, Bella Thorne, Lea Michele, and Victoria Justice. Pack all those ladies into a suitcase and head out for a weekend of non-stop self-stimulation, if you know what I’m saying. And, you do. Enjoy.
Well, there were a number of superb celeb hotties at the Glamour Woman of the Years Awards last night in London town, the likes of Sofia Vergara, Lea Michele, Eva Longoria, and Kelly Rowland (who looked especially amazing), but nobody really could steal the scene from uber-sextastic Jessica Alba, most especially when she made an impromptu bend forward to retrieve an item off the ground and revealed a very sweet down top show of her twin MILFtastic wonderements.
I’m not exactly sure how Glamour magazine decides on its voting for Woman of the Year, or what it really means beyond who has the prettiest accessories that match well with their shoes, but as much as the genders may disagree on their evaluation of female beauty, somehow they came up with a very nice list of hotties for their awards. Enjoy.
Good on you, Lea Michele.
Mother Nature didn’t necessarily bless the Glee actress with a bodacious pair of funbags, but that doesn’t mean through proper cinching, lifting, tugging, and pulling, Lea can’t put on a plenty good show of the boobtastic for the cameras outside of The David Letterman Show. While a majority of viewers of her Fox show might find female mammaries to be of little to no interest, or perhaps even disturbing, we here at Egotastic! applaud any and all public displays of chest balloons, and for Lea Michele last night, that was a thunderous applause.
Come out fo the darkness, ye women of not so hefty boobage, and bring your goodness into the light! Enjoy.
Now, the last time I got invited to a costume party, I attended the event dressed as one of the members of the Teletubbies, so you can imagine how long ago that way, like three or four years now. And I somehow didn’t receive my invitation to the more prestigious, celebrity A-list only Metropolitan Museum of Art annual Costume Gala, that brings out essentially every single top tier star in Hollywood to this swank N.Y.C. dress up event. I bet they’re not serving up Gino’s Pizza Rolls in that shindig.
While not invited, we still get the benefit of seeing this amazing plethora of sextastic celebs, of which we picked our 15 or so favorites, led by the likes of the super busty hot Scarlett Johansson, ever red carpet stealing Sofia Vergara, Cameron Diaz looking especially bosomy protruding, and Anja Rubik in a dress you will not soon forget, just to name a few.
Check them all out and see who you think would make your hottest virtual prom date. Enjoy.
Now, you know, Man Rule #1156, you either are not watching Glee or you are watching Glee secretly in a closet somewhere and never ever telling another living soul. We don’t judge private behavior here at Egotastic!, but you bring that shizz public, and we’re going to snicker.
But there’s no snickering on the set of Glee when Lindsay Lohan shows up for her episode. No snickering, but a surprising amount of nose itching, huh? While the recently probated LiLo has looked kind of worse for the wear these past few days of fake sobriety, she did bring the ginger hair out to play, which raises her hotness level a few solid spikes, and put her in mighty contention for Girl I’d Most Like To Cover in Taco Bell Medium Hot Sauce betwixt Glee hotties Lea Michele and Dianna Agron. Enjoy.
Yep, nothing says indie rock spirit quite like a corporate sponsored VIP party from the Lacoste brand. Well, they done did it. Along with a million dozen other corporate sponsors throwing melon-baller parties at the formerly almost kind of cool music festival out in Indio this weekend.
The one saving grace? Yep, of course, they invited some hotties. And at the Lacoste party, they got Lea Michele to get all hot and pimpstressy and cleavy, which made us momentarily forget they were just trying to sell country club clothes for a little bit and take in the sites of Lea’s body we’ve seen bikini’d out this past week so we know it’s extra nice. Enjoy.
(P.S. We hare at Egotastic! are hardly against advertising, or selling out, but if you’re going to be charging serious premium dollars for an entry pass, you’ve got to lay off the 360-degrees of aggressive pimping. Let’s face it, nobody wants their well paid escort opening her mouth to utter a commercial before commencing with her business.)