Comic Con gets better and better every year. I am always surprised to see such high-profile celebrities make an appearance among the geekzoids. It’s as if the ladies are giving the nerds the seal of approval to continue sexually fantasizing about them late at night… in their muggy basement bedrooms… sitting in front of the computer… in their soiled tighty whities. Hmm, I think I just described my brother.
This year Comic Con ran from July 22 to July 25 in San Diego, as always. It seemed like most of the special guests zipped in and out but not without a warm presence and full discussion promoting their latest work. I find it interesting to see what they are going to show up wearing since Comic Con is no red carpet event nor is it a beach party.
Who nailed it? Tina Fey in a classy dress appropriate for her age, Natalie Portman in a summery blouse and shorts ensemble, Olivia Munn in an office-like attire, and Scarlett Johansson in a Dolce and Gabbana corset and pant combo. Who REALLY nailed it? Angelina Jolie takes the cake in a leather dress suit by Ferragamo. Check out that unbelievable and animated-like waist line.
Who am I shaking my huge head at? Vanessa Hudgens in a Black Halo dress with shameful slits, Maggie Q of Nikita in some zippity-doo-da and Kelly Brook in a body-hugging… wait, what the hell is she doing at Comic Con? Come on, girls. You are attending Comic Con, not P Diddy’s birthday in a Vegas nightclub. Who am I REALLY furiously shaking my huge head at? Blake Lively in her open sesame top, no, bra by Preen Haulster and MC Hammer pants by P.J.. What kind of gatdamn statement is this? She most definitely presented her chest as a blank canvas. For boys to aim at. Squirt squirt.
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