Crystal, if you have no idea who she is, is the archetypal, busty, blonde Hugh Hefner clone, but this time? The love is for real, y’all. Hef claimed that he popped the question on Christmas Eve and Crystal obliged with burbling yeses and tears. The couple met back in 2008 and the rest was history:
Harris, 24, met Hefner in 2008 at the Playboy Mansion during one of the mag’s famous Halloween bashes. The model/singer … was Playboy’s December 2009 Playmate and served as 2010′s Miss January.
But don’t worry about Hef’s financial liquidity – Crystal has no interest in Hefner’s fortune because she has her own career don’t you know:
“I would say that I’m not after Hef for his money. I have my own career going.”
Of course ‘she would say.’ Believe you me, this girl is just hoping that she’s Hef’s current wife when he finally does kick, and now she’s just hedging her bets. You mark my words.
Anyway, check out Harris’s photos in the below gallery and see if she rings a bell for you. I tried to find a few of her fully clothed to mix things up a bit, but guys? There really aren’t that many.
I’ve got a lot of love for Rihanna, I really do. And even when she started crapping around with her hair and dyeing it all sorts of garish red, I stuck it out and stood by my love for Rihanna. But girlfriend was photographed during Christmas break this past weekend in her home country of Barbados and I have to say – the babushka, the horrible Flashdance-esque swimsuit-leotard and the crispy over-processed red hair did nothing for Rihanna except make her look like a middle-aged holidaymaker who bought all of their beach accessories at That Trendy-but-Inexpensive Juniors’ Store with the strobe lights and cheap, stained brown carpeting – the one that’s hidden behind the Goodwill on the main strip.
If you overindulged in anything this past weekend whether it be food, drink, ham hocks or heavy cream, I’ve got just the thing that will take the edge – and the guilt- off: otherwise hot celebrity women with no makeup.
A lot of times we’ll get the obligatory shots of a dilapidated Pamela Anderson or Courtney Love leaving the house without being airbrushed, and it doesn’t fail to surprise us because they’re kind of trashy and drugged-out-looking anyway. I mean, you can only keep up the facade for so long before tiny little cracks begin to form in its foundation and in its cheap makuep, so it goes hand in hand often times.
But I, personally, like makeup. I think it’s fun to play with and it’s handy for a night out, but I often leave the house without it. Going to the grocery store? You’ll find me at Whole Foods in yoga pants, a hooded sweatshirt, hard-soled bedroom slippers and a makeup-free face. No one gives a crap about what I look like without makeup, and for good reason: I’m not a celebrity. But when these women head out of the house all fresh-faced and bed-headed, people pay attention. It’s just fascinating to look through photos of famous women without their faces on because it gives us a glimpse into the fact that these people look exactly. like. us. And in some cases? We’re even better looking. So go ahead – do just what you’ve been dying to do since you ate that last fruitcake in its entirety and validate your good looks in these photos. You know you want to.
Most shocking makeup-free face? You decide.
Who should never leave the house looking like this?
She also hopes to see more of you in the coming new year, but I think we’ll actually be seeing more of her, if you know what I mean. Girlfriend’s eighteen, a pent-up former Disney star, and has some serious at-home drama going down right now, so something’s gotta give. Me? I think it’s going to be the elastic on her silver charm-adorned rainbow-striped thong, but hey. I’ve been wrong before.
We’ll be taking the next 24 hours or so off from snarking it out here at Evil Beet, but don’t worry – we welcome your fine-tuned comments in our absence and hope that you don’t wreck the place too much while we’re gone.
Whatever you celebrate – Kwanzaa, Hanukkah, Christmas, Festivus, or nothing at all – this moment right now is a reason to be happy. It’s pretty simple, really: whether it’s imbibing on way too much eggnog (WOO!! for eggnog lovahs), going to church services, spending the night with your significant others, family, friends, or all of the above – enjoy it to the best of your ability. Chances are, if you’re sitting at your laptop or desktop in a warm building while reading this, you’re better off than a lot more people than you might realize. If even that is your only reason to celebrate, do it with gusto.
For the past few weeks, I’ve noticed an alarming new trend in Hollywood – hats. I know some of you may say that it’s wintertime, and people need to keep their head parts warm, and I agree. However, I would tack on the end of that agreement that ageless adage of “if you don’t stand for something, you’ll fall for anything.” And I’m taking a stand for the outlawing of stupid ass hats that make you look like you scalped an animal.
Peruse the gallery to check out photos of spiritual gangsta Goldie Hawn morphing into a troll doll, Vanessa Hudgens proudly displaying whatever her latest kill was, Pink mocking the plight of the pandas, and Christina Aguilera in a pair of nearly acceptable but misguided earmuffs.
Let’s take a stand, you guys. Unless you think it’s cute. Then whatever, you’re part of the problem.
Well i think Taylor is a slut wearing those type of clothing and i wont be surpised if she goes out and she gets raped, why the hell is she wearing those clothing? thinking she looks cool, hot?? fuck no she looks like a hooker wanting...
She. Is. Marvelous. Seriously marvelous. And super gorgeous. I am not generally a fan of short hair, on guys or girls (late ’90s men’s fashion was a nightmare for me, and I was only in middle school), but she looks so...
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