Y’know the kind of friend I’m talking about? The kind that offers to pick you up at the estate sale where the IRS is auctioning off your home and drive you to your divorce hearing, but he does it in his new Bentley, and asks you to ride in the back seat ’cause his NFL cheerleader girlfriend wants to experiment with road-head on the way there? Yeah, like that.
See, Fox tells W magazine that –just like normal women– she’s insecure about being photographed and how she looks in her underwear. Isn’t that something? It’s like she’s just the girl next door, if the girl next door had weird toe-thumbs and an Armani lingerie modeling contract. But the beautiful part is when she tries to describe her insecurity.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7OzNvIucEag
There are some women you could put in underwear and photograph them, and it looks really classy and it doesn’t necessarily provoke a pin-up image. But with me it does, immediately, as soon as I’m in underwear I’m a Vargas girl.
Uh-huh. For the uninitiated, these are “Vargas girls”:
If you were growing up in the '80s, your older brother or sister probably had this album cover somewhere around the house. Or your dad had it under the mattress.
…the creations of Alberto Vargas, whose 60 year body of work has adorned everything from the noses of WWII fighter planes to dorm-room walls to movie marquees.
This puppy was a ground-breaker when it was released in the '30s, and critics routinely rank it among the top two or three movie posters of all time.
So just to make this clear, Megan Fox is insecure about the fact that, when she strips to her panties and lounges in front of a Nikon, she looks more like the idealized images of female perfection that kept soldiers sane during the ravages of multiple wars than a classy lady like, say, Queen Elizabeth.
There you have it, ladies. Megan understands your fears and shares them. Megan is one of you.
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