‘How comes never Khloe?’ was how EgoReader ‘Bill W.’ opened his missive email. He does have kind of a cool name and to each their own in the celebrity you’d most like to mount like a jockey category, so when I caught sight of Khloe Kardashian doing her damnedest to barely keep her yams inside her low cut dress while pimping some kind of merchandise your teen daughters will insist on buying, I just had to share.
Khloe truly is the forgotten Kardashian. Outside of constant gossip rag relationship tell-alls, Khloe and her enhanced female form rarely get recognized as much as her various sisters and half-sisters in the category of the allure. Make of that what you will. If ever you did feel for Khloe, it probably had something to do with her large mammaries and her willingness to sell them to the highest motorboating bidder. Bill W., you have been served. Or was I served. I forget how that expression works exactly. Khloe. Enjoy.
Maitland Ward really has become the go-to chesty blessings for comic fantasy conventions up and down the annual calendar. The former Boy Meets World actress lent her cosplay funbags this past weekend to the Comikaze Convention where Stan Lee and a couple thousand of his nerdiest nerd friends reveled in the fanboy faptastic thanks to Maitland donning not one but three separate dress up and cleave down type costumes.
I’m not sure I’ve ever seen that particular trick done before. The trifecta of Harry Potter, Star Trek, and a sextastic naughty devil. I’m surprised the geeks lived to tell the tale. In the very least you had to know the CVS pharmacies in the area called a red alert on shortages of Vaseline Intensive Care and Diet Yoo-Hoo soda. Something like a phenomenon. Job well done, Maitland. Enjoy.
Nothing to see here, just a decked out and dolled up super hottie party featuring the likes of Selena Gomez, Kate Beckinsale, Toni Garrn, Jennifer Lopez, Amy Adams and many more. It was like a parade of the women of my imaginary awards show where everybody wants to win an Oscar and Oscar is the nickname of my… well, you get the idea. A parade of of wicked hot A-list women in heels and gowns. I couldn’t be happier without them taking their clothes off.
The event was something to do with LACMA, the Los Angeles County Museum of Art where I often take dates to pretend I’m somebody I’m not. I’ve been told to be myself many times before, but I’ve also noticed I don’t get many second dates when the first is beer and go-kart racing. So I do the museum. Save the dirt track for the third date after I’ve hidden their passports and learned to say you’ll never see your beautiful village again in their native tongues. I’ve seen many interesting sights at LACMA, but none so artistically memorable as this red carpet lineup of lovely ladies. It was like the Oscars in November and without the self-serving speeches. Just perfect. Enjoy.
I’ve never quite understood why so many adults feel compelled to dress up in costume on Halloween, especially grown ups who spend their professional lives getting into fake characters to begin with. But who am I to argue when every single sextastic celebrity in Hollywood feels the peer pressure to dress up in something on the naughtier side every October 31st. I suppose I can live with it.
There were a number of big parties over the Halloween weekend. New York, L.A., London. Kate Hudson’s annual fest. Other must-attend gigs for dozens and dozens of A-list hotties in make up and often quite revealing outfit. While Aubrey O’Day and Heidi Klum went for ornate cool outfits, others like Kelly Brook and Alessandra Ambrosio and Joanna Krupa went for kitties and devils and everything lovely and candy sweet revealing. Halloween really is one of the single best show-off holidays of the year. The pagans knew exactly what they were doing. Check out some of the best of Halloween 2014 in the gallery. It’s a hot trip. Enjoy.
Get out of my dreams, get into my car, you sextastic hot Indian kitchen hottie. Um, no, that’s not directed at anybody in particular, though, yes, i suppose it could apply to the outrageously boobtastic Padma Lakshmi leaving her New York digs for some swank party. I’m guessing on the party part, she does seem a bit overdressed for White Castle. Though let’s not discount how wearing that dress to White Castle would make her my number one forever dream girl. I’m sure she’s aware.
Padma doesn’t often show a lot of skin in the public arena, but when she does, this Top Chef delight thrills in the forty and faptastic category. A hot mom with the wares she dares to bare. That’s some dress. I’m sure it cost more than my rent, which I’d gladly forgo and live on the street if Padma would only let me help her zip up and adjust. I think I just made an amuse-bouche in my pants. Enjoy.
A solid charitable cause and even more solid rockstar hot sextastic celebrities showing off their wares at the amfAR Gala in Los Angeles last night. Wow, talk about everybody showing up in their finest and tiniest.
I think it’s fair to say Miley Cyrus stole the show in her Craigslist Casual Encounters dress that barely covered her nipples, let alone much else. Not far behind in exhibitionism was Rihanna was pasties keeping some slight modesty, Lauren Cohan and her mega pillows of joy pushed up toward the sky, Kat Dennings so hot, Alessandra Ambrosio, and more. I know it’s probably not appropriate to be non-stop hitting on girls at an AIDS research event, but had my invitation not got lost in the mail, I’m sure I would have had difficult doing otherwise. Just so much celebrity skin live and in person. Wow. I’m guessing donations went well. Enjoy.
Hottie Nicole Scherzinger decided to let the girls out for some air in an orange dress in Beverly Hills. It looks like Nicole is on her way to some kind of business meeting. It’s important in a negotiation to throw off your opponent. I challenge anyone of any sexual orientation to concentrate when looking at that deep cleav. Nicole obviously knows what she’s doing. In my humble opinion, Nicole has some of the best knockers in the biz. I consider myself a bit of an expert on these matters since it’s literally my job to talk about boobs all day. They are big and beautiful and don’t appear to be subject to the laws of gravity. The dress also displayed her lovely long legs. I’ve been a fan of those as well since back in the day when she strutted around in her underwear with the Pussycat Dolls.
Those were the days. Back when women performers didn’t put on airs and just went ahead and wore sexy bustiers on stage.