I get it, it’s art. It’s all subjective. And that girl from Yale Drama who won Best Supporting Actress was quite impressive. But, c’mon, Amy Adams boobtastic got completely snubbed at The Oscars. Forget her film which also didn’t see a trophy, this isn’t art, this is science. The science of ginger hottie bare melons, on constant 70’s cleavetastic display throughout the movie, and, for the briefest of moments, completely bare.
When this snubbing occurred, I thought, go on, take the high road and say it was an honor just for Amy Adams’ funbags just to be nominated. But the low road is where I feel more comfortable, and comforting, specifically of Amy Adams sweet teats. Those flesh twins of joy got completely robbed. I demand a recount!
So, let it begin. The 86th Academy Awards and procession of the sextastic.
We’ll keep updating this as the various lovely decked out ladies of Tinsel Town exit their limos and arrive on the red carpet. But you can’t be off to a better start than Ireland Baldwin and Maria Menounos.
Ah, Olivia Wilde, Emma Watson, Charlize Theron, Kristen Bell, Naomi Watts, Julia Roberts, Sandra Bullock, Kate Hudson, Penelope Cruz, Anna Kendrick, Amy Adams, Cate Blanchett, and many more.
In summary: there wasn’t much by the way of risque or cleavy or showy on the red carpet this year, but there’s no doubt there were a dozen or more ladies of the Silver Screen who looked absolutely stunning in their million dollar get-ups. It’s just like my prom night, except with hot girls who fit their dresses. Enjoy.