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I found these sultry pics of Marilyn. I thought I’d share them.

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I thought I’d give her another chance. Perhaps I’ve misjudged her. I looked these pics closely, and for some time I may add, but in the end I think I was correct.

Compare Britney’s butt with that of Michelle’s below. In some of the earlier pics of Britney, her butt does have a little shape to it, but in the later ones it’s positively chubby, and not chubby in a cute way. Michelle’s is as trim as anyone could ask for, and Michelle has talent in addition to her sweet little seat.

I guess all we can hope for is that Britney returns from rehab a little more toned and shapely.

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I think I had my first crush on Agnetha. It’s easy to see why.

Perhaps those of you born after the seventies can’t fully appreciate what an incredible world wide phenomenon Abba were. The music appealled to most, and for those of us outside of Sweden these were among the first hot babes we’d seen from those lands. The tight one piece jump suits were just icing on the cake.

Swedish girls, you need to travel more, and perhaps wear less.

Now starring in low budget high street clothing retailer H&M’s latest series of ads, I though it was time to look behind Madonna’s career.

I guess the high point for The Quest was in the early nineties. The publication of her book “Sex” and her role in “Body of Evidence” afforded much opportunity to examine her bottom in detail.

As an often ground breaking star, it is really a shame that other female singers then and now don’t follow her excellent example with similar works. I could list a few that I would love to see in a coffee table glamorous bottom related photoshoot.

I hadn’t heard of her before I noticed her in panties on Primeval. Appears she was in Sclub7 (I’m told that’s a UK pop group) and thus presumably was well known to British teenage girls at one time. It’s ok, she’s not the racist one from the band.

Anyway, enjoy some more pictures of her assettes.


Being pop culturally ignorant, I must again confess to not really knowing much about Miss Stone.

I understand she’s a British pop singer, thus I’d probably not need to know much more than that. The only other thing I need to know is how’s the view from backstage. Well, I’m envious of her stage crew. As you can see from these pics, she has the best seat in the house.

I never expected to write about Kirsten. I saw her through Spidermanesque senses, namely one of erect nipples and wet t-shirts. It’s what many wanted, but not I.

Then there was the Daily Show incident. Kirsten arrives to promote Marie Antoinette. Kirsten tries to sit in the wrong chair, Kirsten giggles through the whole interview. Kirsten seldom mentions the movie and then only when prompted by Jon. I formed an impression of Kirsten that was one of a likable girl, but one with boobs and no brains.

Famously, this movie of Marie Antoinette was booed at Cannes. It had very limited release anywhere.

A tragedy, because Sofia Coppolla is a uniquely talented director and this film is one of her best. Kirsten is perfectly cast as a selfish airhead.

The costume design and production design is stunning; the use of color in particular.

Handheld camera adds intimacy and documentary. The sound and lighting are superb considering the technical difficuties of shooting on location in big halls that have to be handled with kid gloves. The Busby Berkeley shoe and candy montage in the middle of the movie is powerful, humorous and visually splendid.

Indeed the editing is much stronger in this movie than in her previous ones. The film is edited to the perfect rhythm her previous films didn’t quite reach. Her use of music is fascinating, Rameau ranging with a rococo rendition of Siouxsie and the Banshees, and any movie that plays “Ceremony” by Joy Division gets my vote. It’s a painting of decadence and corruption without ever being preachy and overstated.

Imagine Paris Hilton running a country and having real power over people’s lives. It’s no wonder the French revolted.

All of this adds up to a really good movie. Better yet, you get to see Kirsten’s bare bum, as these pics show.

So, do see this movie if you can find it. It’s really worth it, both movie and bum are delightful.

Kirsten Dunst – A Celebration, Part 1: Bikini and Buttcrack.

I’ve never consciously heard her music. It’s likely not to my tastes anyway. So I can’t comment on her vocal talents or songwriting ability. Anyway, no here cares about that either…

What is certain to my mind is that she has a much nicer bottom than her once arch rival Britney Shears. Looks like there’s even a possibility that she’s slightly more sane too.

Christina isn’t too shy to let us admire her bottom, so let’s take a moment to do that now.

This French singer is new to me but I shall be following (behind) her career closely from now on.

The so-called Posh spice girl. Never understood why, as we’ve seen no evidence of class. Naming your child Staten Island or whatever other similar ridiculous moniker dispels any likely rumors of breeding.

She’s leaving the UK to be with her husband David Beckham as he will now be playing major league soccer in the US.

We dare say many of the UK’s fashion designers will be filing for bankruptcy, as Victoria seemed to be the gullible test pilot for many of their more incredible flights of fancy.

Victoria is perpetually a curiously unnatural orange color, indicating her possible extraterrestrial origins, or possibly color blindness. She’s also wafer thin and looks like she’d snap in a moderate breeze.

Despite this, her butt isn’t the worst we’ve seen, orange or otherwise.