bill-swift - July 14, 2015
I want to be totally honest with you. I always am, but this time, even more totally. Comic-Con was a bit of a disappointment this year from the purely visual sense. And that really is the most important sense at the nerd-infested venue. As the event has become much more corporate and big studio and pre-produced promotional spectacle, the level of edgy hotness and skin reveals and trying to get noticed has decreased. You can see it in the wardrobe choices of the sextastic celebrities who make their way down there each summer, now very very mainstream. You don't need to try and get noticed, there are teams of staged cameras, so it's become something more akin to a red carpet event for the A-list talent. Sad in a way, but inevitable too I suppose. Popularity ultimately ruins everything.
That being said, we did still pick up the hottie sights on a few of the lovelies walking the catwalk, such as Lea Michele who came braless, very kind of her, the lust inducing and cleavetastic Kat Graham, Katie Cassidy flashing sweet gams, and Abigail Breslin, well, you know. There's gold in them thar hills. Comic-Con may have peaked a few years ago in terms of skintastic peeks, but that just means you need to dig a little deeper. I'm always up for the work. Or, you know, having other people do the work for me. Enjoy.
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