If you love catching celebrity nips and pokies as much as me, you’re probably obsessed. But seriously, enjoy over a decade of delicious celeb coverage (or should I say uncoverage) by yours truly!
Reading over my previous post about Belen Rodriguez, I have to wonder if I was delusional, or on some kind of medication, or what. Considering it’s Belen we’re talking about here, maybe I was just insanely hot for her. If you’re not, you should be. And yes, I know, there are all kinds of topless photos of her out there, and even some of her getting busy with her man out on some kind of semi-public beach. You don’t have to write me and tell me about stuff like that because it I am an interwebs expert and look at about 2 TB of movies and pictures every day. Apparently, Belen is kind of uh progressive about showing her stuff and getting her groove on in public. I won’t go so far as saying she’s an exhibitionist, because anybody that has a body like that is pretty much obligated to show it off – it’s less of a compulsion and more of a requirement. Those are some seriously monstrous pokies. She has nice chesticles, don’t get me wrong, but they aren’t huge. It’s just that they are capped off with nips that turn into the equivalent of giant, waving, spitting cobras whenever they are angry, cold, or agitated. In this case, that ain’t a bad thing.
I apologize for the apparent lack of make-up on Demi Moore’s generally pretty face. I apologize in advance for the somewhat low-resolution photos. And for the abbreviated post. What I do not apologize for is those amazing and quite evil-looking pokies. Wowza, those are nuts. That toolbag Ashton probably has to wear goggle every time he motorboats just to keep his retinas intact.
In my never ending quest to provide you, my loyal readers, with the finest Weemen sporting the sexiest pokies, I have stumbled across Nicole Trunfio. She is some kind of Australian model. She won a contest on a television show that was related to a supermodel search. This is probably because she is 5’10” of fine-babe-action packed chock full of long lean legs, magnificent cans, and pouty lips. The tiny amount of droop I detect in her boobage tells me she may be all-natural. I’ll have to do a more exact test (also known as the motorboat) to be sure, which at this point seems unlikely. Nicole reminds me of the Weird Science babe Kelly Lebrock. I am perverted enough and old enough to remember the babe and the movie, but not smart enough to remember her name (thanks google). I’m not sure what’s up with the pose where you spin around and show off your ass, but hey she can pull it off so ___. Notice Virgin Mobile is a real loser in this game. They probably paid like a kajillion dollars to sponsor this premier and the planners were nice enough to splatter Virgin’s logo all over everything. But here we are loooking at Nicole’s cans and reminiscing about Lebrock and I’ve caught you not looking at their ads. Ha.
Well sir we all know just by looking that this lovely lavender dress was just made for the likes of bralessblog fans. The fact that it’s slit halfway up the sides is nice but mostly inconsequential. I’m referring more to:
1) thin material
2) back scooped out so dang far we get sideboob action
3) the impossibility of wearing a bra with it
4) a price point that allows only hot little starlets with tight bodies and perky boobies purchase it
Those are 34D’s Brooklyn Decker is sporting there chaps (and chapettes). She don’t play around. When she points them at you, you’re gonna freeze like Barney Fife just drew his wheel gun with a glint in his eye. You may’ve started the drooling process back in the Sports Illustrated days, but she finished us all off in that clip from Just Go With It where she’s coming out of the surf with the wet bikini and enough shake and sway to dangle them into our permanent synapses. If I ever go to jail – which seems more likely all the time – I could probably make it at least 3-5 years with no human contact as long as I was allowed a high speed internet connection, unlimited Brooklyn Decker searches, and a mountain of kleenex.
