My oh my. We can but drool at Salma Hayek and her two pals. If she is ashamed of that pert pair, she isn't showing it. Probably the only embarrassment here is an embarrassment of riches. Still, it does seem a little strange when an A-list Hollywood actress seems to go overnight from modestly-chested Mexican princess to seriously well-endowed purveyor of all things mammary. The difference in size is unmistakable - though many have defended Ms Hayek on the grounds that the inflation of her assets is merely the result of her fondness for breast feeding (as a mother, that is) and the boob job-no boob job debate boils on.
Salma herself puts the sudden growth down to a gift from God after stopping at a church: "When we went inside, I prayed for the miracle I wanted to happen," she has said. "I put my hands in holy water and said: 'Please God, give me some breasts.' And he gave me them! Within a few months, I developed a growing spurt, as teenagers do, and I was very pleased with the way I grew outwards." So were we, Salma, so were we. The Lord do indeed giveth.