Qué es la Verdad, Jennifer Lopez?
October 4, 2007 | Pop Culture
I’m going to feel really bad if Jennifer’s just had too many late night pizzas. After all, I have no room to talk, having recently come down with a serious case of “blogger’s butt,” myself. Which, to be honest, I don’t care to talk about, so I’m sure J.Lo isn’t too thrilled to have all eyes glued to her growing belly. With that being said… methinks that is NOT, in fact, a double-cheese with pepperoni, but rather a little bebé? Come on, people — look PAST the Cher outfit cast-off and focus on her TUMMY! See it now?
Yup. She’s embarazada. Probablemente.
I’d throw in some more Spanish to duly impress you, but my remaining vocabulary is pretty much limited to fast food. Yo quiero Taco Bell? El Pollo Loco. And, of course, margarita. Mmmmm…. margaritas!
Hey, it’s Happy Hour somewhere. This one’s for you and your bebé, J.Lo!
Tags: Celebrities






Burbanked
says:
mmmm. El Pollo Loco. Sometimes I really miss LA.
Wawa
says:
I could really go for a frozen strawberry margarita too.
B-Ware
says:
She’s holding herself like she has to go to the bathroom.
librarian kathleen
says:
What in the world is that thang? Perhaps it is just the way the fans are blowing the fabric? Hmph.
Bobofet
says:
Nah….it’s just her butt moving around to the front as she ages.
librarian kathleen
says:
Tee hee… oh, please, don’t make me laugh too much, it hurts. Her butt moviing ’round to the front…yikes. I am not any sort of beautiful specimen, but, gee, if I were a famous sex symbol, I might have tried to hide this. Ick.
Fabiola Thing
says:
Man, her butt is gonna be GINORMOUS!