I also desperately wanted to make a clever Tomei pun, but, sadly, "Tomei-to, Tomato" makes no sense.
It especially makes no sense to you since I haven't told you what I'm talking about yet.
Well, it's this:
(Oh, yeah--she blends.)
The Maris Tomei Hoop Body system? Whaaaaaaaaaat? As my dear friend Beth, who sent me the link, commented, "Did we know about this???"
This is so random. I mean, you see Suzanne Somers, you think, Thighmaster! You see Carmen Electra you think, Baywatch! And then you think, Oh, yeah, also she made those softcore striptease workouts that made me dress up like an asshole for two weeks in 2004:
Or, at least, that's what I think.
But Oscar winner Marisa Tomei hawking weighted hula hoops that look like they were haphazardly constructed from police tape and old insulation pipes? This opens a Pandora's Box of celebrity fitness endorsement possibilities. A few I'd like to see:
- Paris Hilton's TRAMP-oline Training
- Shaquille O'Neal's Shake-Weight and Shot-Put Showdown
- Jack Nicholson's Partially-Deflated Ball-fest
- Marky Mark's Good Vibrations™ Vibrating Belt Blast
- Jim Jarmusch's Jogging in Jeggings