bikini bodies

Helen Mirren Would Like To Ease Your Bikini-Envy

11:00AM Clem Bastow | It’s safe to say most average women remember the day Helen Mirren was pictured, aged 63, in a red hot bikini; in short, it made most of us go “Holy Jesus, I’m [insert age here] and I don’t even look that good!” before committing swimwear induced hara kiri. Well, Dame Helen herself would like to help alleviate your body anxieties, by coming out with a not-very-convincing volley of self-doubt when it comes to her slammin’ bod: She puts her head in her hands (I love the way she is so tactile with her own face; most movie stars tend to sit expressionless, in case something gets smudged) and lets out a moan. ‘I only wore that bikini – I got it in a boutique in Nice, it’s by a little label called Darjeeling, and it actually fitted me, which is nice; the top is built like a bra – because I was certain I would not get photographed. More »

Won’t You Join Us In Marvelling At Helen Mirren’s Ridiculously Toned Physique?

12:25PM Jess McGuire | Proving once and for all that she cannot actually be a real human being, but instead some sort of sexy fembot whose body never ages or rusts, Helen Mirren has been snapped in a bikini during a holiday in Italy. OH. MY. GOD. Granted, Helen Mirren hasn’t weathered the body storm that is child-bearing, but still – the woman is about to turn sixty three, people. SIXTY THREE! There are more depressingly stunning shots of the Oscar winning dame over at the Daily Mail. I can’t decide if they give me hope for the future, or just make me want to cry. Damn your older lady hotness, Helen. Damn it to bits. More »

Britney Spears Lets Her Weave Down On Mel Gibson-Funded Vacation, But Who’s The Mystery Man?

4:20AM Molly Friedman | Jennifer Aniston did it first, quickly followed by Blake Lively. Now Britney Spears has pulled out this spring’s most reliable accessory to nab a boy toy: the bikini. While sobering up at Casa Gibson down in Costa Rica, Spears spent the weekend looking happier than she has in months in two very itty bitty string bikinis adorned with tattoo parlor jargon. And in between bouts of boogie-boarding, golf cart-riding and rounds of Hide-and-Seek played amidst driftwood, Spears appeared to have successfully lined up a male suitor of her own. Who the mystery man might be, and a closer look at Spears’ ongoing tendency to block her possibly-knocked up belly from sight, after the jump.