I will admit, I haven’t stepped in a brick and mortar store that doesn’t purvey lingerie in over seven years. I’m entirely an online shopper. If I can’t buy it through a site where my credit card and identity can be compromised in nanoseconds, I’m not interested. That being said, I think I could be lured back to the mall proper if more lovely young ladies were sporting the shopping wardrobes of Sophia Bush braless and cleavetastic for the season. Wow, what a stunner. Were I ringing her up at the register, I’d fumble for at least thirty minutes and then inevitably ask her for three forms of ID, one of which must be a body part.
Bless you and your sweet barely covered funbags, Sophia. You put the joy in the Season of Joy, the giving in the Season of Giving, and the lump of coal in my shorts. I think that’s coal. Black Friday kills. Peace out. Enjoy.
Somebody has to dress inappropriately showy at Santa’s House each year at The Grove shopping center. Why not Phoebe Price who is something of an expert on the subject? The sort of actress sort of model mostly woman about town showed up to St. Nick’s seasonal shopping home with an outfit that made even the scantily clad Santa’s little helpers feel a bit overdressed.
I’ll say this for Phoebe Price, she has a knack for grabbing the attention of the cameras. She’s sort of like a Where’s Waldo character with large tubes and very low cut tops. She’s just everywhere. I”ll complain more once I’m done leering. I’m not good at multi-tasking. Enjoy.
I would be remiss if I didn’t close out the coverage of the limply limp 2014 American Music Awards with my personal highlight of Selena Gomez flashing chesty goodness in multiple wardrobe changes for the red carpet, show performance, and just hanging with her hottie besties in the front row of the audience. Selena has definitely grown into her pop diva role and the various revealing and form fitting outfits that come with such a job responsibility. And, my oh my, did she look stellar.
I can’t say Selena and her nearly bared niblets were enough to make watching those AMA’s horrific, let alone her sing clearly intended for the Devil’s Midget, but it certainly helped. Te amo, Selena. One day we’ll match that minxy body of yours to the appropriate Justin-free mindset and we’ll really have a home run. Until then, a solid triple with your luscious doubles. Enjoy.
Miranda Kerr‘s cleavage lit up all of New York City. (The Superficial)
Tara Reid is actually looking pretty hot again. (TMZ)
Roselyn Sanchez wears a see-through outfit to the Latin Grammies. (Huffington Post)
Christina Milian‘s nip goes peek-a-boo. (Drunken Stepfather)
Paz Vega‘s cleavage is muy caliente! (Hollywood Tuna)
Lisalla Montenegro wins Instagram with this bikini pic. (Popoholic)
Greer Grammer is miss Golden Globes and I’d like to see her Golden Globes. (COED)
Emily Ratajkowski is showing up to more and more places in clothes. It’s kind of a mixed bag. While I always dream of her extensive unclad work, it’s always a blessing to see a super sextastic young woman in her cleavy finest at events such as this Hollywood Foreign Press bit of nonsense two months still ahead of the Golden Globe Awards. The awards season in Hollywood is pretty much a year round thing now, which I would complain more about save for the likes of Emily Ratajkowski looking like the dream girl I had hoped to take to the prom (no offense to Andrea and her back brace naturally, we had good times).
My verdict is in. I will allow Emily to be seen in clothing, at times, provided she obtain my prior written consent and I can still see enough skin to receive a material levels of tingles. This current leg and chest show meets the standard. I approve! Enjoy.
I’m pretty sure that Red Band Society show on Fox is meant for a demographic not consisting of men who try to save money by eating happy hour food for dinner. I’m also quite sure this is the second time today I’ve posted pictures of Bella Thorne. But what am I to do? This Disney starlet turned multi-media ingenue is simply everywhere these days. And she’s not exactly hard to look at.
Bella plays a role in the show’s most recent episode where we start to see a glimpse of talents future. I can’t speak their name (Funions), but I can certainly see how like Kendall, Miley, and others before her, she’s slowly moving artistically forward into more grown up roles. And good for her. And us. And the Keepers of the Sextastic Time Space Continuum. Everybody’s a winner when roses blossom. Enjoy.
I must say, every woman looks remarkably better when in an AC/DC shirt. Something hot about rocker chicks, even if only half-committed I suppose, so long as the other half if committed to super low cut tops and big cut bosoms. Like Phoebe Price. That no longer so rare specimen of celebrity in Hollywood looking to get noticed for her bodily features. Well, I’d be lying if I didn’t admit to noticing.
Phoebe often walks her dog down the streets of Beverly Hills in semi to very revealing outfits. I’d say it doesn’t work, but it does. If the paps won’t come to you, you come to the paps. Something elegant like that. And when you’re about to spill out of your top with your fun sized funbags, well, people are going to take pictures. And oglers are going to do their thing as well. We all have our part to play in the circle of prurient life. Enjoy.