Gwyneth Paltrow Skips Underwear in Sheer Dress at Iron Man 3 Premiere

Is sidebutt the new sideboob? Gwyneth Paltrow revealed a whole lot of skin in an ultra-sheer dress at the Hollywood premiere of Iron Man 3 on Wednesday, Apr. 24.

The 40-year-old actress stepped out on the red carpet of the El Capitan Theatre wearing an Antonio Berardi gown (with apparently nothing underneath) that featured sheer black paneling down each side, offering a side view of her naked posterior. Risking a wardrobe malfunction in more ways than one, Paltrow proudly modeled the dress for photographers and showed off her flawless figure.

Gwyneth And Child Too Perfect To Be Viewed By Mortal Eyes

Just another normal day in Teheran? How about Santa Monica. No, Muslims are not taking over Santa Monica. That's actually Gwyneth Paltrow and her daughter Apple with their heads covered by a shawl. Gwyneth was picking Apple up at the nursery, and to protect her and her darling daughter from the prying eyes of paps, she donned this disguise. Not much of a disguise, since according to on-lookers, Gwyn actually attracted more attention with the shawl over her head. Yup - she's way smarter than all us dumb-ass typical Americans.

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A Dancing Apple

Apple Martin dances down the sidewalk with her mother Gwyneth Paltrow. This picture was snapped in L.A., which last I looked was in America, which is a country Gwyneth Paltrow hates. Hmm...she certainly spends a lot of time hanging around here, though, doesn't she? Sort of funny about that. How Gwyneth Paltrow thinks America is such a terrible country full of slobbering idiots, yet she still lets her daughter be exposed to it. Isn't she worried poor little Apple will grow up to be a drooling imbecile who only cares about car races and shooting off fireworks? And another thing - Gwyneth thinks she's too good for America, and yet, she has no problem making money off movies that are released here. So, the people aren't good enough for her, but their money is? Gwyneth - here's a little request. Why don't you fly to England, throw away your passport, and never fucking come back? Then there will be one less tight-assed, tea-sipping snot-bucket here. Oh, and take that freaky-looking kid of yours with. If that kid's eyes were any farther apart, she'd be Sean Preston.