Maybe the good thing about being Salma Hayek
hasn't truly aged all that much in the last ten years. She hit a certain cougar/MILF peak and stopped or slowed to a glacial crawl the aging process. Still doesn't mean that she needs to marry old dudes (OK, so he's a billionaire and her baby daddy, but still) or dress up in dresses with this kind of old-fashioned lace, no matter how much cleavage she can squeeze out of the bodice. This was at some Prada museum, 24 Hours party thing. I say screw 24 hours of partying and give me 24 hours of sleep. On Hayek's chest. Yeah.
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