Somehow after hunting around for treadmill desks, I was presented with the ad to the left.
I clicked on the link to find out with which two exercises I could get J.Lo’s legs and was disappointed to find out that they were implying I could have legs like J.Lo’s. Not her actual legs.
So for all you similarly disappointed internet users, here are my two tips to get killer thighs.
Step 1: Form a relationship with someone who works in a hospital. Ideally a surgeon, but failing that or if you’re in a rush, anyone with access to the anaesthetic cabinet and a bone saw.
Step 2: Find a way to lure J.Lo back to your hospital buddy. Don’t get all sinister on me, I’m not suggesting you actually chop off her legs, that would be sick. And illegal under most circumstances. I’m just saying you contact her publicist, set up some meeting with a terminal patient who really loves her work and then see where it takes you.
I would suggest making a latex mold of her legs and then pouring your own set of Lo’ pins. Maybe out of wax. Then you could have romantic leg-lit dinners with killer thighs. If you were so inclined.