Here’s Christina Aguilera in Beverly Hills last night doing whatever the hell she does these days. If it’s being the Ambassador of Not Looking at Women as Sex Objects to Be Covered in Honey and Cinnamon While Pouring Me a Beer, she should probably find a new job. Immediately. But first, how ’bout a refill? All this writing has given me a powerful thirst. Powerful, I say.
Christina Aguilera’s son is a lucky bastard
June 3rd, 2009 // 58 Comments