ESQUIRE, YOU MAKE ME CHUCKLE
Esquire is a magazine so self-absorbed in its own "glory" of metrosexual fashion, dated trends, and seldom interesting interviews -- but you know what? I really didn't mind flipping through it every now and then.
That
is until Esquire nearly flipped
me the other day.
They named
Jessica Biel THE SEXIEST WOMAN ALIVE.
That's, um,
yeah. Do I even need to say anything?
Correct me if I am wrong, but this
is the pseudo-butch that played B-ball on
7th Heaven, right?
That, to me, is NOT sexy.
I don't care if she was once half naked in a cheap one-nipple-from-being-legalized-porn mag. She's just, err, not sexy.
Anyway, I choose to nominate someone else.
Hugo Stop declares that Supreme Court Justice nominee
HARRIET MIERS be
THE SEXIEST WOMAN ALIVE.