I’ve got good news and bad news for you. The good news is, this woman doesn’t look too terrible in her bikini. The bad news is, she is batshit crazy high on something and no one is covering the eyes of the young and impressionable children in the swimming pool. This probably led to uncontrollable urination in the pool followed by an anti-drug lecture given to them by their parents while they’re supposed to be enjoying their holiday.
I have a very bad feeling that one of these days, this is going to be me (though probably not in a bikini).
My friend Scott introduced me to the amazing aural experience that is Yelle. Seriously everything I’ve heard just makes me want to shake my ass and get cray. Her music video for “A Cause Des Garcons” is hot not just because it is one hell of a jam, but because the dancing is DOPE!
This is the kind of dancing where you question if it’s good or not and say, “I could totally do that, it looks like my son/daughter/Aly McBeal baby/special needs friend/niece flailing around,” but then in the privacy of your bedroom you lock the door, look in the mirror and test out your moves and then realize these people actually have skill.
The President has been in India the last few days and brought good will and dancing to the children celebrating Diwali. While I’m happy the President shook his groove thang, I’m certain he was holding back in the moves department. What I’d REALLY like to see is Barack doing the percolator, maybe throwing out some good old Chi-town juking or even bringing it back to the good old days of the Kid ‘N Play. This will have to do.
As far as lesbian stereotypes go, I’m missing the football gene. However, I will watch whatever game, whatever team, whatever Bowl, if this is somehow attached to it.
The fact that the girl is hot somehow doesn’t make this less cringeworthy to me, but it does make it somewhat more acceptable.
Chubby Jones 