I don’t know why, but I will not look a gift horse in the mouth.  Ms. Paz de la Huerta has gone all naked on us again, this time with Mark Squires.  Courtesy of Egotastic.com and Mark Squires.

Micaela Schaefer at the We Love Energy Fashion Night in Berlin decided it was high time to teach the work how to properly perform a sexy, on runway nip slip. It was so good, it made it from her home in Germany to the wonderful shores of the good ‘ole US of A.

You know Paz de la Huerta LOVES to get naked, and of course I love to indulge her exhibitionist ways, and Terry Richardson has a was of getting women to poses naked for him.  Actually, although on one hand I really admire Terry, I recently saw some shoots of him full dick out busting a nut on some chick and was like “DamnTerry, you think that may have been over the top”.  But I digress, love yourself some of these new shots.

Enjoy

The girl next door in the neighborhood of your dreams, free-spirited Brittney Palmer is a professional dancer, model, painter, and ring-card girl for the UFC. She spends her free time cresting waves, hitting big air on the slopes, and jumping out of airplanes. When not traveling, she can most often be found in her studio cranking Led Zeppelin and diving into her passion for art, painting the night away.
A native of San Diego, Brittney is returning to her roots as a California girl and is attending art school in Los Angeles beginning in the summer of 2011. Her future plans include…everything!

Nicki Minaj GMA Nipple Slip! (*Warning* Must Be 18yrs Or Older To View) from Johnathan Doe on Vimeo.

The story is the same.  If you know her, then it bear no explaination why she is topless yet again.  If you don’t then just sit back and enjoy the view all the same!

BIONIC is a futuristic short film set and shot by the photographer and director Greg Williams*, whose short films, photo shoots and commercials with some of the planet’s sexiest women have been viewed by millions on YouTube & Vimeo (Megan Fox, Rosie Huntington, Daisy Low, Rachel Weisz …)

- Best Director at the 2010 Chicago Film Festival for “Sergent Slaughter, my big brother”.
- Best Photo at the 2011 New York Film Festival for “Tell Tale”
- Best Director at the 2011 New York Film Festival for “ Sergeant Slaugther, my big Brother “

Greg Williams has said “After working with Zahia, you realize that you have never met someone like that. She is a sort of nymph from space, and that is what made me want to work with her.”

Zahia Dehar para V SPAIN 8 from V Magazine on Vimeo.

NEW YORK (Reuters) – New York police are investigating an online posting from a man who claims to have shot the late rapper Tupac Shakur during a robbery attempt in 1994, a police spokesman said on Thursday.

Convicted murderer Dexter Isaac claims to have been paid $2,500 by music manager James Rosemond to rob Shakur outside a Manhattan recording studio in November 1994, in which Shakur was shot five times.

Shakur survived the shooting but was later murdered in an unsolved 1996 shooting in Las Vegas.

Isaac is currently serving a life sentence in Brooklyn, New York, after having been convicted for charges including murder, fraud and robbery.

“Detectives plan to talk to him and hear what he has to say,” police spokesman Paul Browne said Thursday.

Rosemond, a well-known manager of several high-profile artists, is currently a fugitive from federal authorities who allege he was involved in a large-scale cocaine trafficking enterprise.

Rosemond’s lawyer, Jeffrey Lichtman, told Reuters Isaac was making up the story to help police build a case against Rosemond.

“This is not him being a good soldier or clearing his conscience. It’s a desperate 17-year-old attempt to reduce his sentence,” he said.

As proof, Isaac said he is still in possession of a chain necklace that he took from Shakur during the robbery.

He also claims in the posting to have information about the murders of Shakur in 1996 and another rapper, Christopher “Notorious B.I.G.” Wallace in 1997, but did not elaborate.

The claim from Isaac was first posted on music website AllHipHop.com.

In the confession, Isaac said he is speaking out because Rosemond had accused him of being a government informant.

“Now I would like to clear up a few things, because the statute of limitations is over, and no one can be charged, and I’m just plain tired of listening to your lies.”

(Reporting by Bernd Debusmann Jr., editing by Christine Kearney)

The dynamic pop duo Matt and Kim are coming to a venue near you as they tour in support of their second full-length LP, Sidewalks. The Brooklyn-based pair, known for their uppity tracks and seemingly bottomless pit of performance energy, have graduated from the tiny clubs of their youth to midsize spots like DC’s 9:30 Club, The Vic in Chicago, and Oakland’s Fox Theater. Still, if you liked what you saw on their last tour, you shouldn’t be disappointed with a less intimate space.

“We just keep doing what we always do, which is essentially embarrassing ourselves,” Matt Johnson, the group’s singer, told me. “We talk to the audience and jump around. Whether it’s a smaller venue show or a big festival, we do a similar thing, and it seems to work.”

For the audience, it does work—Matt and Kim’s live shows are ultra-entertaining, despite the elementary nature of the music. Johnson, who plays the keyboard, and Kim Schifino, the band’s drummer, are self-taught musicians who pride themselves on keeping it simple. Basic melodies, pleasant vocals, and bold percussion are what the Matt and Kim brand is all about, and Johnson and Schifino want to keep it that way.

Within seconds of meeting Beth Ditto, I’ve been pulled into a generous embrace, my head yanked down a foot or so and planted between her astonishing bosoms. It’s quite nice, actually, and not what I was expecting. There’s always that slight worry that fat people are going to be a bit whiffy — especially fat punk rockers — but Ditto, who’s 28 (both in age and dress size), is extremely fragrant. The chalky white arms squeezing my back are as delicious and comforting as slabs of freshly baked ciabatta.

Then, after we adjourn to a side room at the photo studio in west London for some peace and quiet, as an extra treat she whips off her top. Wowzers! Of course, I’ve seen it all before (she has appeared naked on the covers of both Love magazine and NME), but the nudie mag shoots scarcely do her justice. Her body is mesmeric. Rolls and folds topped with an adorable heart-shaped face. Having never had the least desire to paint, I’m suddenly overcome with an urge to take up oils and have a bash at capturing the play of light across her love handles. No wonder she’s a muse to just about every designer going.

Looking at her up close, you no longer think she became fashion’s latest darling in spite of her size. It’s because of it. Not that there hasn’t been debate — or, as a headline in Australian Grazia pondered, “Beth Ditto: fabulous or just fat?” Clearly, the journo had never met her. She is — if you’ll pardon the lovey speak — fabulous. Upbeat, sharp as a tack and — unlike most of the punk lot — allergic to boring rants. Thanks to her semi-impoverished upbringing in the American South, she is also extremely hard-working and polite. And boy, is she funny. “In case you were wondering, these are real,” she says, cupping her boobs. “But this,” she continues, grabbing a shelf of tummy flab, “is implants.” She honks with laughter and pulls her top back on.