Somewhere in a fancy-ass castle, that sea-snubbing bitch Ariel is looking at this picture and thinking: “Damn, Sebastian was right – it really is better down where it’s wetter.”
Ageless douche hunk Rob Lowe was filming an episode of The Grinder in Malibu yesterday (you know, that show where he plays Kevin Arnold’s wannabe lawyer brother), and when Rob Lowe wants to take a break and go swimming, apparently you let him. How very Chris Traeger of him; while everyone else is taking a crash nap in their trailer or getting stoned behind the craft services truck, Rob Lowe is out there frolicking in the ocean like a sexy middle-aged merman. I don’t know what that thing on his shirt is, but I’m going to assume it’s the tentacle from a very skinny, very desperate lady octopus trying to pull him back into the water, like “Don’t leave! I love youuuu!”
Part of me is sad that that t-shirt is straight-up denying us the image of Rob Lowe’s plump pecs glistening like two moist sea scallops, but I will slow clap for whoever decided Rob Lowe should go swimming in a white t-shirt. It’s truly the sexiest of the wet t-shirt colors. That was totally Rob’s idea, wasn’t it?