Gemma Arterton was wandering around LA the other day, looking like one of those tourists I've seen around these parts with the audio walking tours, stumbling down the sidewalk trying not to get run over as they hear about the mansion that used to be on the corner where a Burger King now sits. Either that or a Floyd song came on her phone just as the acid kicked in. I'm surprised Gemma doesn't get a lot more shit about her body. Or perhaps a better word would be "relieved" that she does get any shit, because Gemma is exactly how I would have her be. Nice, full thighs and butt, wrapped in some tight ass pants with a sheer top. These English women, they really know the value of a curvy body. They help them survive all those freezing cold English summers.
