Egotastic
Thanks to a million and one of you for the collective email butt-slap about glossing over the buxom in purple Salma Hayek from Friday's Prometheus premiere in London. Yes, we were laserbeam focused on Charlize Theron for much of the end of last week and we neglected to serve up the two heaping dollops of D-cup goodness delivered by Salma who was a celebrity guest invite to the premiere.
We promise to never forsake the Hayek puppies again. How could we so mistreat something we've adored for so very long? We deserved the spanking. As we shall the one upcoming. Enjoy.
Salma Hayek, Low Cut Top, Yoga Stretch Pants, and My Dreams
When it comes right down to it, the one thing they can not take away from your is your dreams. I'm not exactly sure who 'they' are, or why they would want to take stuff away from you, but the fact remains, your mind is always free, to say, invent new and wonderful scientific advances, or imagine a world of love and understanding, or, you know, picture yourself smooshed tightly in the warm cushiony cleave of the blessed funbags of veteran hottie Salma Hayek dressed as a fitness instructor on the set of Grown Ups 2. All very valid choices.
And if you saw Salma yesterday in those stretch pants wrapped ever so perfectly taut around her hot mom booty, that low cut workout top squeezing those thunder melons like their life depended on it, and that all over Hayek hotness, well, eff the scientific innovations, it's time for some cleavage diving! Enjoy.
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