Lake Bell can ring our bell any time. In fact she's done so twice. First, of course, was when we recently exposed her hot-as-hell photo spread for the newest issue of Esquire, which is a magazine for those who are unfamiliar with such antiquated terms. Secondly, the good editors at that tree-killing media have blessed us with her outtakes, which are making us intake oxygen as we're about to pass out from sexiness overdrive.
It's like who said there are no second acts in American life? F. Scott Fitzgerald did, but we never trust anyone who hides their first name behind an initial. It's un-American. Lake Bell is riding high on the exposure of her body. We always knew she was a talent, a writer and director of originality, and an actress with the chops to show range and go the distance all the way to stardom and beyond.
Well, she's taken the bull by the horns and has turned us on. We're seeing red. And that's a good thing (though pink would be better).
Via Egotastic