It really isn’t that hard to drive me crazy. You can drive slow in the fast lane, hum along to your itunes song when you are sitting beside me in public, or you can dangle your braless boobs in my face. If you are pretty, that’s a plus. But not really required. If you’ve never heard about Hayley Marie, let me explain. Hot blonde. Kind of cool, icy, not like “ooh, me luv you long time.” Smoking hot natural body. Likes to wear lingerie but knows when to leave the bra off. And send me pictures in the mail. which drives me cuh-razee. Dang it woman, leave my mind!
More Anna Paquin pics. And by that I mean her with no bra. I know, I’m sort of obsessed with her now that she came out and admitted she likes to carpet munch. But even still, spreading her legs on some sandy beach as she swings from the sky like a braless amazon? You know that’s going to get posted here – you know it.
Just because I don’t know who they are, just because they don’t fit neatly into a category, just because you don’t see them on your street corner or your television doesn’t mean we shouldn’t cover them here on bralessblog. By cover, I really mean covet. Drool upon. Fantasize about. Get lost in ze cleavages.
I saw the movie Confessions of a Shopaholic this weekend. Too cutesy even for a wimp like me, but there was that two hours of awesome Isla Fisher footage. You may remember her as that crazy sex-addict from Wedding Crashers. I did not remember little Isla having such mucho boobies, but she did have a kid not too long ago so maybe they are still in a state of maternal tumescence. She has a few lines and wrinkles on her face but holly mackerel does she have a skinny perky little body.
