The White House Correspondents Dinner is a big annual affair where Hollywood hotties and paid comedy writers descend upon D.C. like a traveling circus to make White House politics seem the list bit entertaining. For most of us, politics and bickering and posturing and lying is a petty, boring affair. But you start adding the likes of Jessica Simpson, Olivia Munn, Sofia Vergara, and Freida Pinto to the mix, suddenly you have a leer-worthy bit of Washington grandstanding. My, but the ladies do look nice, especially set against the nation’s capital, a town not known for skin, though plenty of underground sin to say the least.
The Correspondents Dinner just goes to show that girls make the party. You invite a couple dozen great looking ladies decked out in their fineries to any gathering and it’s an instantly successful social affair. C-SPAN, snoozer. C-SPAN with Sofia Vergara’s curvy hot body, much less boring. Enjoy.
Granted, all politics is boring. My opinion. And anybody who’s ever been a part of the Washington D.C. circle knows that those people are perhaps the only people on this planet more full of themselves and their insular lives than Tinsel Town vapid folk. But when you merge the two together for an evening, you are certain to get at least everybody looking their finest.
And how else are you going to get the likes of Hayden Panettiere, Sofia Vergara, Katy Perry, Morena Baccarin, and Irina Shayk all together to talk politics? You can’t. At least not in a forum where they’ll sit mostly quietly and just look hot. So, kudos to the Washington press corps for this accomplishment. And for letting us peek in. Enjoy.
Okay, I think I’ve just about run out of steam covering the hotness migration from L.A. to D.C. over the weekend, but I’m surely not ceasing un-hostile activities without sharing a peek at Kate Upton, who hit the pre, during, and post White House Correspondents parties with tremendous bosom aplomb. Even looking rather conservative for her typical attire, Kate Upton is as alluring as the ladies come (no pun intended).
I’m not sure what Kate Upton really has to do with the world of politics, and I quite frankly don’t care. I do know there were I an elephant or a donkey I’d be wishing she was riding me (pun most definitely intended). Enjoy.
It’s good to be President.
Even though the Correspondents Dinner each year is hosted by the media, let’s face it, you’re not getting a bunch of Hollywood hotties to fly across the country to the swamplands along the Potomac to hang with a bunch of press nerds. They’re there to flaunt it for Obama, and flaunt they did, including Rosario Dawson who flashed almost every allowable inch of her pushed up and out funbags in the direction of the Commander in Chief. And Elizabeth Banks just looked all kinds of grown up veteran hot. Throw in supermodel Irina Shayk who I’m sure was involved in some high level foreign policy discussions after dinner, and you had quite a hotness headliner act firming up the Executive Branch, as it were, at the black-tie affair.
Now, we do our best to stay away from politics and religion on Egotastic!, because that’s the kind of stuff that people have been arguing slash killing each other over for thousands of years, and, let’s be real, widespread bloody human massacres can be a real boner killer, but when the sextastic celebrities, we will go anywhere to bring them to you. Enjoy.
When you get an invite to hang with the President, even a liquor-lacquered Lindsay Lohan is going to make an effort to get to the airport on time. Only, yeah, Lindsay Lohan didn’t. Traveling with her attorney, and who doesn’t travel with their attorney, well, the attorney showed up in D.C. for the White House Correspondents dinner, but Lindsay kind of didn’t make it. But, fear not, the blurry-eyed recently un-probationed starlet stumbled onto a later flight and arrived in our nation’s capitol to gladly discover that nobody drinks harder than politicians.
Now, I’m not exactly sure why I’m on a list that doesn’t allow me within 800 nautical miles of the White House, but multiple arrested and incarcerated celebrities get to hang with Obama, but I try not to think too hard on these maters. Maybe it’s because once she splashed some ice cold water on her face and slipped into her cleavage baring dress for the upper-crusty affair, she actually looked like a girl you might take home with you at a bar at 10PM, err, midnight, err, okay, 3am. Enjoy.