This week's good news specimen is one Jessica Alba, sourpuss diva and superstar in her own mind. She's no great actress but man does she have some slammin' curves. Alba is one of those who makes a name for herself doing bikini shoots then bitches that that's all she's known for. You can be relatively sure some stylist lost his/her head for this little faux pas, too. This just isn't her style.

Ah, but at the other end of the spectrum we have our bad news poster child, one Rachael Ray, who not only bared her greasy, barrel-shaped torso for the cameras (built like a bricklayer, that one), she even pressed it up against her greasy, fetish-ridden slug of a husband so it would make a squishy sound. I hear that's the only way he can finish these days.

Neither woman looks her best in these photos, although at least the Alba is not an offense to the eye or mind. Give her a set of pasties and she'll be good to go. That other one, though, is a different story. Someone should drop a net on it and drag it back out into the woods where it belongs.