In no particular order other than the first and always...
+ SLASH: Sigh. The man, the myth, the hotness. My number one celebrity crush of all time. I fucking feel like one of those psycho screaming Elvis Beatles fan girls. When I see him on film I am reduced to a shrieking puddle of girl juice. I have read the autobiography, books about GnR, I could tell you his life story, down to the custom guitars he shreds. I even accosted someone dressed as Slash on Halloween this year and drunkenly professed my love (for Slash). SIGH.
+ Kat Von D: Say what you will about heavily tattooed hipster L.A. chicks, but I am totally taken with her charismatic bubbly personality. Love the raspy voice and rocker girl mentality. Plus her art is incredible. I fucking love you, Kat.
+ Coco: Wife of Ice-T, model, thickest booty anywhere. And the bitch is white as a snowflake. Yeah, yeah, the tits are enormous fake booby orbs and she rocks a barbie doll porno look, but, seriously, HAVE YOU SEEN HER ASS? It is a thing of booty...I mean beauty.
+ Josh Homme: Of Queens of the Stone Age glory. Big redheaded Viking motherfucker with a voice like an angel, a sexy, sweaty angel. Dirty hot. Phew.
+ T.I.: Rappers are not usually my cup of tea, crush-wise, but look at the lips on homeboy over her! I dig his jams too but......oh I'm sorry, did you say something...I WAS LOST IN YOUR EYES.
Stay tuned as the list evolves past this week...
2 comments:
That is a particularly sweet picture of Homme, there.
P.S. The word verification for today is "belyacho" - I am not making that up.
WHAT? Belyacho? WHAT?!
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