File under: Here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson. Well this is a change of pace. We are going old school this week, probably back to about ’98 judging from the Carmichael Pro Circuit bike in the background (fuck with me, BRO). There is definitely something to be said about the nostalgic value we have going on here, even though I was about 9 years old when this was taken. I still get it, old BROs.
- Hair – What can we say? A very natural, girl next door look going on here. It’s the kind of hair that says “In 14 years, I am going to be a MILF that will cause more car accidents with my yoga pants alone than with my inferior driving skills.”
- The Goods - Um, fucking nailing it this week. We got the T, we got the A. Bonus points for the flat stomach and the comfortably tan skin without reaching English-as-a-second-language levels.
- Attire – Real talk time: what the fuck happened to the high rise thong? So much better than anything you see today. Sure, it may have given some advantage to fat chicks versus current fashion, which may be a crime against humanity, but the girls who could run them could run the FUCK out of them.
- Misc – Already previously mentioned this but we cannot ignore the fact that since this photo is from the last millenium, this chick is almost definitely a MILF today. I’m not sure if she is the type to risk a happy home with a caring husband and wonderful children for a night of flagrant debauchery with a budding media mogul, but I would like to think so. I just assume the best of people, I suppose.
Rating 2/2 for days. Probably a 3/2 now with the MILF factor, pending an investigation as to how well she is running with it.