That whooshing sound you hear is the wind whipping through my empty skull. You see, a second ago my brain fell completely out. Like, boom, onto the ground. It even bounced, not unlike a Super Ball. I’ve now been rendered unable to use any and all motor skills. Why the sudden brain dropage? Jennifer Beals in sheer teal. So many things are right about these pictures of the incomparable Ms. Beals at the Matthew Shepard Foundation Honors over the weekend. For starters, it’s a GLBT benefit. Yay with the do goodery. And then there is Jennifer’s distinct lack of supportive upper undergarments. Oh, and her arms. Dear God, her arms.
Finally, there is Jennifer’s all around cocoa-butter goodness. Bronze. Skin. Everywhere.
Damn, I’m going to have to invest in some kind of brain harnessing apparatus come January, what with Jennifer and her L ladies returning and Lena and her Summer gal arriving. For a cold month, I don’t think I’ll have any problem keeping warm.[Click any of the images to enlarge, which I could not recommend more. Hat tip, cappuccinogirl, with an assist from thelinster!]
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