Britney Spears returned from another grueling week in Las Vegas for a little R&R back in Sunny Southern California where she was able to meet up with her boyfriend, hit her favorite restaurants for some burgers, and let her boobtastic out for a little airing, courtesy of some low cut dresses and tops and not much by the way of undergarments.
Britney’s always been a big supporter of lack of chestal support, even now as a 30-something mom she’s more often than not low-cut and commando when out and about in her adopted hometown. It’s kind of nice really, not necessarily for Britney, but I was thinking of the rest of us who get to watch the delightful jiggle. It’s a blessing of living in a land of drought and high taxation — Spears boobtastic. A reasonable tradeoff. Enjoy.
Joanna Krupa is a very put together woman. A hottie who isn’t missing many details when she hits the scene to make a scene. So I’m quite sure she realizes she wasn’t wearing any undergarments, at least up top, maybe the bottom, beneath her sheer and shimmering dress out in Hollywood. I for one could not be happier.
Yes, I’m slightly biased toward Joanna because of the obvious sexual attraction she felt toward me when we met a couple a weeks ago. A force so powerful she was clearly unable to speak it, let alone show it in any way whatsoever. But she certainly is a looker of the highest order. A blonde model of perfection who I dream of skinny dipping with in a very tiny bathtub. No bras required there either. Enjoy.
P.S. We didn’t miss out on Joanna earlier in the day having lunch with her Houswife buddy, Joyce Giraud who almost fell out of her own top.
If I wasn’t in mad lust with Joanna Krupa since meeting her a couple weeks back, well, consider me in full blown passion drool. Not every woman looks as hot in person as on camera, but Joanna exceeded expectations to the point that I could hear my inner naughty monkey struggling to be free. Must, must contain that monkey to live in a polite society.
Now, to boot, literally, to booty, it turns out that Joanna hates bras and loves bottom revealing stretch pants. Oh, we are a match made in heaven certainly as it turns out I also love that look. Naturally, not for myself, but on wicked hot celebrities who fine tune their female forms in the sweat of the Pilates and yoga classes in the warm weather cities around the globe. Joanna, this is nearly perfect. Now, leave me to my quiet leers. Enjoy.
Here’s the interview where Joanna was so obviously trying to hit on me:
I guess we know what LeAnn Rimes didn’t get for Christmas. Undergarments. Which I think was the perfect non-gift, sending the toned bodied pop and country singer out into the malls after Christmas at least upper commando, her funbags quite free from any restraints and barely contained behind her tank top.
With the time of resolutions coming up, it sure would be nice if many more sextastic celebrities took the vow for 2014 to unrestrict themselves from the last century chest puppy harness. It punishes both thee and me, not to mention study after study shows it does little to stop the effects of gravity over time. It’s time to let the little (or big) ladies loose in the coming year. Everybody should get behind LeAnn Rimes, and in front of me, in this serious campaign. Let’s do this. Ta-ta’s be free! Enjoy.
Oh, my oh my. If it isn’t world class sultry hottie Adriana Lima in the Gulf of Mexico in a wet see-through t-shirt. As if we could miss this. Our global radar satellite infrared UV doppler spy technology is designed just for such an occasion. So much boobtastic wet hotness, our sensors nearly jammed.
Adriana Lima is so damn good looking I want to write an emo song all about her, record it, auto-tune it, turn it into a dance club favorite, and then spend all the money I make from my record buying Adriana Amazon local certificates only good in my zip code. Yes, I know, it’s genius. Don’t steal my idea! Enjoy.
To be fair, Kathy Hilton really only had one show-off daughter, and one who is more like an expensive tree stump. Still, I suppose Billionaire Barbie got her attention seeking skills from her own mom, who was herself flashing her udders braless beneath a sheer black top leaving dinner last night in Beverly Hills.
It took but a modest flash from a paparazzo camera to reveal the bare funbags of Mama Bear and but a thousand shutter flashes for us to capture her quite visible chesties beneath. Was it all an accident or wardrobe malfunction. With the Hiltons, I err on the side of the planned ogle worthy moment. Enjoy.
She may have lost her husband to downtown time on Kristen Stewart, but Liberty Ross is a model first and foremost so she knows about how to divert attention from the personal to the exhibitionist and but quick. Like wearing a sheer top sans bra to a formal red carpet event stocked with flash photography.
The sheer black showoff scheme has been a staple of red carpet winning models and actresses for years now, but Liberty certainly knows how to pull it off. Smile, wave, and pretend that your fabulous funbags aren’t on near perfect display for the Museum Gala, or, you know, the rest of the world. Enjoy.