The World of Bonnie
There will never be another Lesley Visser, although we are in the middle of a golden age for halfway attractive sideline female reporters. There is Suzy Kolber, Michele Tafoya, Rachel Nichols, and of course Shelley Smith...oh Shelley how I want to lay between your milky white mounds and discuss the future of TO. But the real bright star in the mildy hot sky is our girl Bonnie Bernstein.
Don't know who she is you say? Couldn't place the face? Well then go check out Bonnie's personal website. The site claims it is the official website of Bernstein, which is helpful so that you can avoid all those thousands of Bonnie imitation sites.
Click on her bio! See her on the sidelines! Watch her do that voodoo that she do so well!
But the real diamond in the rough of the Bonnie Bernstein site is her own personal online diary, where you can follow her through her hectic schedule. My favorite part of the diary comes in a November 29th post where she lets us in on her true feelings;
"Sex sells. You know it, I know it"
Preaching to the Choir Bonnie, Preaching to the Choir.
- BL
posted by 190 at Tuesday, November 15, 2005
3 Comments:
Bonnie certainly is hot. But Alex Flannigan and Sam Ryan ... caged heat right there.
And of course, no one, NO ONE can touch the legendary Melissa Stark.
1:25 AM
she needs to update that site...she has pictures with NY Giants Coach Fassel and SF Niners Coach Marucci...geez, a little dated aren't we.
and of all the on the set photos she had to choose, she chooses the one about Daryl Kile dying in his sleep?
she must color that hair because she is as dumb as a blonde
12:14 PM
oh Shelley how I want to lay between your milky white mounds and discuss the future of TO
Yes. I actually had the next best thing over the weekend. After spending Thanksgiving with the family in Virginia, I flew back to Texas and then drove to Tuscaloosa to look for an apartment. Saturday night I decided to catch the end of the South Carolina-Marquette game at The Houndstooth and hopefully cause some trouble. I end up meeting this gal there and we talk for hours about football and how much Bama punter Jeremy Schatz sucks. Then we went back to her place. Daniel Moore paintings everywhere, including a big one of the Bear over the mantle. Best. Night. Ever. We woke up Sunday morning and nursed our hangovers watching ESPN. Makes me want to go looking for rings.
1:11 PM
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