In honor of SOD's 100th post, we're having a contest!!!!! WoooooOOOooooOOOOOooooO!Okay, simmer down now. Here's the deal:
1) Write a witty caption for the picture above and leave it as a comment to this post.
2) Friday, JD's mom ( an avid reader of this blog) will pick her 3 favorite comments.
3) We'll post them in a poll and readers will vote for a winner!
Winner gets a PRIZE!!! Yep - a real live in-the-real PRIZE!!!
Happy Shirtordressing... 1 -2 -3 GO!
15 comments:
Victoria Beckham: *thinking* hmm... I feel like I'm forgetting something. Whats with this draft I feel on my love pocket? What am I forgetting?? Aw crap! My knickers!
I went out on the yacht looking for some booty but lost my pants and now you can see my booty.
Bloody hell, woman. That is the last time I let you roast in the barbecue pit! Burned your knickers clean off, indeed. We are going home this instant.
*snap, snap* Jeeves -- the yacht.
As she wishes she had taken the time to put on pasties before leaving the house this evening, Victoria Beckham struggles to keep her oversized shirt from blowing in the wind, while David concentrates on not staring at the peekaboo nipple and instead chooses to focus on channeling Ricky Martin pre-babies.
This is why Beckham cheats would have been an appropriate caption :)
David: God, I'm beautiful.
Victoria: Smiling's my favorite. So are shirtdresses.
We all know who wears the pants in this relationship.
As defending champions, David and Posh look ready for battle at this years "Lowest Neckline" championship.
hot for this season: pirate chic!
New, disturbing pictures have emerged of Marc Anthony dressed as Posh Spice for Halloween 2006. No word yet on why J-Lo would only let him borrow a shirt for the costume...
What exactly is that belt holding up again?
Damn it... I can't top tri runner!!!
With a body like that, shirt or dress really is a non-issue.
Now David understands why Baby, Ginger, Sporty and Scary called Victoria Beckham "Skanky Spice."
"I'm a desiccated Egyptian Mummy, just escaped from the tomb and these are the tattered remains of my wrappings. Tres chic, no?"
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