ALRIGHT, SO THE BODYBUILDERS WASHED OUT LAST NIGHT, turning out to be the dumbest people in America (akin to being the most arrogant person in France or the least-dentally-hygenic person in Ireland). However, I want to draw attention to some of the brainy, brawny lasses that make me go all goose-pimply. One such sapient squatter is the incomparable
Christine Lydon. I love it when she poses in that white lab coat for fat-loss pill ads. Some might remember that she tore her way out of a set of business clothes in the Playboy Hardbodies video--ripping off her glasses and letting down her hair as she went along (Paging Dr. Pollack, paging Dr. Pollack!), bulging muscles shredding the sensible office attire. She's lost some weight, but I'd love to see those big arms of yesteryear tearing through the sleeves of her TV ad lab coat.
Apparently Dr. Lydon has published a book on women's fitness called "
Look Hot, Live Long". It's rare to find so much meaning crammed into four plain-spoken little words. Maybe I could write a companion book for men, re-prioritized to male interests? We could call it "Get Big, Get Laid".