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November 30, 2005 | celebrity | editor | 0 Comments
If you ever see Kate Beckinsale just kinda walking around, accuse her of getting breast implants. Cause she might lift up her shirt and show you her kick-ass rack. She might also yell and mace you, but still, awesome, right.
“Half the fucking Western world has said I’ve had a boob job. If I could, I’d just lift my top up right now and get it over with. The rumors upset me because of the connotation that I’m the kind of person who suddenly gets an enormous boob job. That’s so far away from what I’m actually like. I’m a nice girl. I grew up in Chiswick. I went to Oxford and never thought I would be dealing with a trashy thing like that.”
I’m not here to argue how stacked the girls in Chiswick are, all I know is that these pictures from the Vanity Fair Oscar party in 2004 are always exhibit A when talking about Beckinsales implants. Either she’s a tiger or those are stretch marks. Her only child was born in 1999, so scratch that excuse. I don’t mean to brag, but I actually saw a naked girl one time. In person. The cops had to cock-block, of course, told me to “clean that up” and “get moving”. Probably just jealous.
update – Wait, no, no its not an update. I just wanted to put up that Diet Coke picture. Compare the rack you see here with the link Tank put up in the comments section. I know girl’s from Chiswick don’t normally do this kind of thing, but her rack is clearly different.