Fugwatch

You have to applaud Pamela Anderson’s consistency. The woman is so committed to her melon shelf that I am burying the photo after the jump, just in case you have children cavorting around or you’re at work and your boss has a strict No Nipples policy.

[Photo: INFDaily.com]

I’m not sure which part of this photo amuses me the most: The fact that she’s proudly toting her native Canadian flag right next to her braless bazongas (which I believe ARE considered the country’s two unofficial extra provinces), or the facial expressions of the people behind her. It’s as if they’re trying so hard not to stare, but they can’t help it, because it’s Pamela f’ing Anderson, and she is strolling around a Formula 1 event as if it’s a steam room.

It’s like the older she gets, the more naked she is. In a way I have to respect that — the older I get, the more inevitable it is that I will become a recluse who wears caftans and head-scarves, and drinks mojitos for breakfast while screaming crabbily at my computer about how the kids these days don’t understand things like manners, or underpants. So bless Pammy for making her assets last; however, the overall effect is of a woman who saw all Britney Spears’ photos from the past year and said, “That girl is GROOVY.” At this rate, when she’s 60, she’s going to be showing up at parties in a thong and a sheet of cling film. Awkward.