The Time Doogie Howser Got In Bed With Christina Hendricks

Where? – The Avery Fisher Hall at Lincoln Center in NYC
When? – April 9, 2011
Why? – Neil Patrick Harris and Christina Hendricks got almost naked for the New York Philharmonic’s production of Stephen Sondheim’s Company, which also starred Stephen Colbert, Martha Plimpton, Patti LuPone, Jon Cryer and Anika Noni Rose.
What?! – Yes, I’m still What?-ing at this too. On their own, satin lavender sheets, Doogie’s nipples, Christina’s magnificent chichis and show tunes about Spanish cities make me tingle over like I’m chewing on aluminum foil, but put them together and BOOM!

It’s like my second ultimate gay fantasy (my first being a snuggle fest with Anderson Cooper on the back of Falcor as we ride through Fantastica) with a cameo by Christina’s 8th world wonder tits. If you have the weirdest boner right now, you’re so not alone.

Christina Hendricks Was In Playboy Once

The Smoking Jacket released these pictures from a bizarre 1999 spread featuring a terrifying clown, a buff dude who just crawled out of a septic tank, Kelly Osbourne (that’s not Kelly Osbourne) and the only and only Christina Hendricks! This is what a regular night at Charlie Sheen’s house looks like.

Obviously, these pictures were taken long before Christina’s magnificent chichis NATURALLY exploded into the 8th world wonder we know them as today. Or maybe they shrunk out of fucking fright at the sight of burnt Oompa Loompa dude’s crazy ass leg muscle. Whatever the case may be, don’t try to tell me that Christina’s titties of today aren’t organic. I can’t believe that. It would DESTROY me. It would be like the time I found out that the magical wall of dick was just a piece of sheetrock with strange men on the other side of it.

via ONTD

Hitting On Christina Hendricks: Everyone’s Doing It

Since today is obviously Celebrities Saying Stuff To Magazines Day, here’s yet another one to add to the top of the pile! The ginger chichis goddess Christina Hendricks had a conversation with Harpers Bazaar about how she can’t step outside of her house without somebody trying to warm their nose in her titty alley and about how she’s sort of responsible for the GINGER MOVEMENT (Phoebe Price better get her team of lawyers on this)!

Christina says that ever since she warmed the genitals of the world with her locks of fire on Mad Men, everybody has been hitting on her. EVERYBODY! Dudes who usually only motorboat if a b-hole is involved? Yup, they hit on her. Chicks who have been chasing dicks since they came out of the womb (copyright: Kim Zolciak)? Yup, they hit on her too. Christina explained, “Women hit on me. My husband thinks it’s so odd that so many women hit on me. Gay men too. They say to me, ‘Well, I’m not straight, but if I was…’ I think it’s so flattering.”

Some people! If I ever came across Christina in the outside world, I wouldn’t try to hump or lick her cheek or anything. No, I’d just ask her if I could put my ear to her magnificent chichis so I can hear the angels yodel on the highest mountain peak in heaven. That’s all.

Anyways, here’s a couple more quotes from the interview:

When Mad Men first aired, a woman came up to her in a restaurant to shower her with praise for being a role model: “‘Excuse me, I just want to tell you that I watch your show, and you make me feel better about myself. I am a curvy woman, and you’ve made me feel sexy and beautiful.’ I got teary eyed. I remember Geoffrey saying, ‘That’s what you’re doing for people. That’s amazing.’ And I said, ‘I’m just trying to be a good actress and trying to tell a story, but if this is the sidebar, all this positivity, then that is awesome.‘”

During her modeling days, Christina says she showed Karen Elson the power of the ginge: “Oh, I have a story for you. I was in Milan, and you would see the same girls at castings. There was one girl—she was like, ‘I can’t get any work. I’m so sick of this, I’m ready to quit. I love your hair color. What do you color your hair with?’ and I was like, ‘Oh, it’s red. Here’s my formula.’ It was Karen Elson. A couple of weeks later, she had bright-red hair. Sorry, Karen, but you did ask about my hair color. Then I saw her on the cover of Italian Vogue, and the rest is history! Karen is amazing. I’m such an admirer of hers.”

But more importantly, why is she eating that diamond in the picture above? Nasty ass fuck! Dip that shit in butter batter and deep fry it first. I’m sure Paula Deen has a recipe.

The Photoshop Awards: Christina “I Have No Legs” Hendricks In GQ

No, Roger, that 10th scotch you just swallowed is not playing a cruel joke on you. Bitch really doesn’t have any legs! Well, at least every time she falls forward from trying to take a step with her hands, her tittays will protect her face.

The GQ Photoshoppers were obviously so hypnotized by Christina Hendricks’ magnificent chichis that they straight up erased her legs and turned her into some kind of mythical couchtaur you thought only existed in the back of a Jennifer Convertibles warehouse. Fuck. Ery.

via Photoshop Disasters via TDW

The Six Gorgeous Ladies Of Mad Men

My stupid ass is always making dumb jokes (you can stop here to keep things factual) about how Christina Hendrick’s wondrous titty globes look like two bald toddlers headbutting each other, and this picture of her standing next to Kiernan Shipka is fueling my foolery!

While looking at this picture, I’m thinking to myself that if my chest was graced with two magnificent chichis like Christina’s, I’d spend all day dressing them up with half wigs, make-up, fake lashes and stick on jewels. Then I’d sit in front of the mirror and squeeze their painted on mouths to The Judds’ (more like The Juggs) “Mama He’s Crazy.” You know, it would be like chin puppets but with boobies instead. Puppetits! Yes, I’m easily entertained. You know this. And yes, this is the sole reason as to why my chest is flat as the seat on Kirstie Alley’s favorite eatin’ chair.

Christina’s look was very “Miss Kitty smuggling prohibition hooch“, but who cares because get ten eye fulls of her chichiiiiiiiiiis. Chichis that make you wanna stand up in church!

And Christina’s husband must have had a pristine karma record in his past life.

This Is The Look: Mia Michaels At The Creative Arts Emmys

Since Betty White’s plate was much too full to attend the Creative Arts Emmys last night, somebody had to bring the glamour in heavy doses and So You Think You Can Dance’s Mia Michaels did just that. It’s as if Mimi from Drew Carey time traveled back to the Victorian era and got a job as a professional mourner. Anybody who looks like the 80s pulled up its ruffled skirt and scooted all over their eyes IS DOING IT RIGHT.

Bitch is screaming “Glamour and Glitter, Fashion and Fame!” with her eyes. Actually, she’s softly whispering it since she’s squinting like Renee Zellweger giving head to a Sour Patch Kid.

And if Mia’s whole look is way too “new wave graveyard witch” for you, then get yourself a knapsack and venture into Val Kilmer’s Beau Bridges’ thick follicle forest:

Those eye shrubs almost look like two fat otters playing chicken. If Beau is ever feeling charitable, he could donate half a brow to a porn star in need of a landing strip.

Here’s more pictures of bitches stomping all over the red carpet yesterday. In order: Mia Michaels, the ginger chichi queen Christina Hendricks, Alan Cumonthatsuitandthrowitaway, Kristen Chenoweth with Kathy Griffin, Jon Hamm, Derek Hough, Jane Lynch, Wanda Sykes with her wife Alex, Lily Tomlin and Robin Williams with his full-time back hair brusher Susan Schneider.