If we've learned one thing over the course of the past year, it's that Chelsea Handler really, really, really likes to be topless. The blonde bombshell of a comic has never been shy, that's for sure, but it's come to our attention as of late that her penchant for peeling her top off goes far beyond being openit appears the woman has a burning desire to bare her boobs in the name of equality and, well, happiness.
Though she's taken to Instagram and Twitter to showcase her shakers as of late, the naked fun began long agoin 2001, to be specific, when Chelsea co-starred inThe Plotters, playing a car dealership employee that let a lucky guy go for a test ride.
Then there was her sex tape, unveiled to the masses somewhere around 2010, though Chelsea (being Chelsea) could not have given two fucks about anyone seeing it. In fact, she claims the footage is a purposeful part of her audition tapes from the '90s, making it look like she'd recorded right over that ol' sex tape. And for that, we applaud her.
And truth be told, it's not like she hasn't made a concerted effort to get this view of her incredible body on the Internet since. It's like she saidit's much, much better than Vladimir Putin's, and why shouldn't she be allowed to celebrate that?
Instagram promptly took this down because they're not nearly as fun as we are, but she persevered with an attempt to #FreeTheNipple unlike one we've ever seen.
See? She's improved late night TV, she's improved riding horses/Vladimir Putin, and she's improved skiing/snow hiking.
She also improves listening to music, as it were.
And definitely water skiing, this is much more entertaining than watching your friend Bill wipe out in his Hawaiian swim trunks.
Plus looking pensively out at the skyline. Our only question? If Chelsea, lauded comic, business woman, and entertainer that she is, wants to be topless as frequently as possible, why is anyone trying to stop her?!
It's a cold, cruel world hell bent on trying to make everyone keep their clothes on, but we're fighting the good fight here at Skin. Maybe one day, women like Chelsea will be able to galavant through the streets of Chicago and New York and West Covina (what?) topless whenever they'd like. We can dream, right?
