Sunday, September 6, 2009

Holly Madison

I have been staring at this screen for fifteen minutes. I cannot form any words.


I may have been speechless before, but I am seriously just babbling in the language of babies right now, I’m so lost. What…is this? I mean, it’s as if she were the Wicked Witch of the West in Playboy form, having just crash landed through a forest with twigs getting caught on her boobs, and then landed in the middle of the set of some historical Tim Burton movie. I’m not even completely satisfied with my own comparison because I don’t think it accurately describes what a mess this is. But another question to ponder is this: did she consciously choose this? My immediate answer is no, she couldn’t have. Obviously, the Wicked Witch of said West has been reincarnated in the form that is Holly Madison, realized how smacking hot her body is, ditched the old garb, and grabbed an evil dress that still played up her new and improved assets. That HAS to be it.

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