I know, I know. But we’re still waiting for people to come out of their Olympics comas (god bless you, Total Recall, for your endless array of premieres). And so in the meantime I present Elisabetta Canalis.
The thing is, this isn’t even necessarily inherently fugly. In fact, I think I would really love this if the top were fully lined. It’s not even the cleav that’s distracting, although I do feel sort of pervy when I look at it; no, it’s that I can see her navel, which is almost always a terrible idea unless you are at the beach. Sigh. Don’t let desperation ruin a perfectly cute minidress.
But really, this was all just a thin excuse to post this photo of her with her new boyfriend, Steve-O of Jackass.
I mean, maybe it’s true love, but I just… Do we feel like these two have ever actually had a conversation of any kind?