Hello. My name is Joshua David Stein I am a fan of Top Chef, Padma Lakshmi and nipples. Trebly so when the three combine. NSFW, kinda gloriously.
At age 39, Top Chef host and model Padma Lakshmi has, one might assume, ample experience wearing dresses in front of cameras. She might know, for instance, that not wearing a bra whilst wearing a translucent dress might, under the bright flash of a camera, expose to the world her beautiful brustwarzen . Not that Ms. Lakshmi has a problem with exposure. (See here and here and here and here and here.) It's just that this particularly wonderful nipple vernissage, taken on the red carpet of an after party at the White House Correspondent's Dinner, is particularly unexpected because everyone else has at least tried to tone it down a leetle tiny beet. But not Padma. She's putting money in her idle hole. You exhibitionist, you!
Uncle Ben, Peter Parker's uncle, not the guy who makes rice, once said, "With great power comes great responsibility." Padma Lakshmi, please, for the love of God, take this to heart. I want and at the same time don't want to see your nipples. They derange me. Rearrange yourself. This is all to say, I can't wait for Top Chef, premiering in the fall (I think) or for the next formal event to which Ms. Lakshmi is invited [Note to Desiree Rodgers, Invite her to every single function, pls] where she'll show up in, hopefully/dreadfully, nothing but high spirits and a fully liveried four-in-hand.