The MTV Movie Awards were fairly tame this year. No one showed nip, no one showed crack, and even that simian fellow from Fall Out Boy kept his ding dong in his pants. We were nearly ready to turn Victorian and peer desperately through our monocles, searching frantically for a scandalous baring of collarbone or ankle, when we saw the warm, familiar bosom and gams of Christina Aguilera beckoning us from pictures. Ahhhh.
Take a Vargas girl, add one cup Marilyn Monroe, six cups Real Doll, one half cup Jessica Rabbit and two cups western Pennsylvania teen in Palmetto jeans and scrunch socks and you get a hot, foamy mug of Christina Aguilera. We don't know much about this mysterious little nightingale–she sings, she's married to a monkey man, she likes wearing very little clothing in all weather. Honestly, our curiousity doesn't really extend beyond that last bit. We're pretty safe and secure in the knowledge that no matter what the occasion, if every other starlet is sporting the double-stick tape and impenetrable undergarments, we can always count on Christina to wear a 5 inch long skirt with a bustier and plenty of body glitter. She's our rock. Our trampy, trampy little rock.
Tons more Christina pics from the Movie Awards here.
And you can see a little more of her at MrSkin.com.
