Sharon Stone rocks bikini at 66 – eagle-eyed fans spot interesting detail that has everyone talking

At 66, Sharon Stone is proving that she’s still got it.

Flaunting her gorgeous body in a jaw-dropping selfie, the femme fatal is attracting scores of admiring fans, praising her natural beauty.

In the same photo, some eagle-eyed fans spotted one scene-stealing detail and people just can’t get enough it!

Keep reading to learn more about what fans spotted!

Pennsylvania’s Sharon Stone keeps getting better with age.

The sex symbol of the 1990s, who turns 66 on March 10 next year, left fans swooning over her provocative performances in films like 1992’s Basic Instinct and Casino in 1995.

Speaking of her role as the femme fatale in Basic Instinct, Stone says in Vanity Fair, “It’s about more than just a peek up my skirt, people. Wake up. Women championed that movie; men were obsessed.” She continues, “…I was not the chosen one, not the golden gal, just the sex symbol who could sometimes get the key part if she also happened to be sexy.”

Beyond her roles as a seductress, the award-winning actor also appeared in comedy films like The Muse, as a gunslinger in The Quick and the Dead, and in science fiction hits like Total Recall with Arnold Schwarzenegger.

In her almost five decades as an entertainer, the mother of three adopted boys is still wowing audiences and doesn’t shy away from sharing photos that show off her toned figure.

Daring photos

In June 2022, the Irreconcilable Differences star shared a risqué photo with her 3.9 million Instagram followers.

The woman is seen standing by the pool wearing a huge smile and a green leopard print bikini bottom that’s only paired with a Turkish towel draped over her shoulders, partially concealing her topless look.  

“Gratefully Imperfect on a Perfect Day,” she captioned the photo that captured the likes of 295,000 fans.

Fans jumped in, praising the woman’s eternal grace. “Gorgeous lady and a great lesson for all women,” writes one. “Imperfect? WHO? you are an absolute goddess,” shares a second.

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How does she do it?

Crushing her physique, Stone shares with Vogue that she practices mindful living, which includes healthy eating, sleeping eight hours a day, and when she’s awake, she’s always moving: “I just move my body. I do it when I’m on set. I do leg lifts and back kicks and pop down on the ground and do some jackknifes.”

The star adds that she also wears weighted bracelets and still uses the ThighMaster, popularized in the 1990s by the late Suzanne Somers. “It is sensational. I put that between my legs while I’m watching TV…It is the kind of thing you can throw in your suitcase because it doesn’t take up any space.”

Finding solace in mindfulness, the woman – a Tibetan Buddhist – successfully balances her preoccupations with family, a thriving career and aging with meditation and discipline. “Pleasure is the thing that lasts for a moment and happiness is the thing that lasts with some continuation, so if we’re not happy for several days, we start to notice.” She continues, “Are we doing these pleasurable things in any kind of excess, whatever those things might be for you? Everybody has their own vices, but if you’ve delved too deeply into your vices, you might need to shake yourself out a little.”

Whatever she’s doing, she’s doing it right.

In mid 2023, the star of Diabolique shared another sassy pin-up look, where she’s seen with her signature blonde bob and wearing the same bikini bottom, this time with the top.

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Offering fans a glimpse into her Beverly Hills home, people can see in the background a coffee table piled with books, a large framed picture of Marilyn Monroe on the wall, and a black and white leaf print sofa.

“Beautiful and natural! Unlike all those pumped and filters images around! always inspirational,” writes one fan, while another simply shares ‘Wow!”

But there’s something else in the photo that captured the attention of online users.

Peeking out from behind the pillow on the sofa is an adorable detail that stole the scene from the gorgeous actor.

Almost blending in with the upholstery is her French Bulldog Bandit, whom she adopted in 2018.
One fan gushes, “Your dog!” And another adds, “hahahahaha I saw the same thing! Did you see the look he has???? Looks like he said…’another picture?’”

What do you think of Sharon Stone at 66? Let us know your thoughts and then share this story so we can hear what others have to say!

Arrogant Neighbor Fills In My Pond – My Clever Retaliation Teaches Him Not to Underestimate an Elderly Lady

The grandchildren adore frolicking in it, and sometimes I jest they might favor the pond over me!

All was serene until Brian became my neighbor five years ago. Right from the start, he was troubled by my pond.

“Margaret!” he’d shout from beyond the fence. “Those frogs disrupt my sleep! Can’t you quiet them down?”

With a grin, I’d respond, “Oh, Brian, they’re merely serenading you. No charge at all!”

He continued to grumble. “What about the mosquitoes? Your pond is a breeding ground!”

“Now, Brian,” I’d retort, “my pond is spotless. Perhaps those mosquitoes are from the clutter in your own yard.”

He’d storm off, and I assumed he’d adjust over time. However, I misjudged.

One day, I took a short trip to visit my sister, expecting nothing more than leisurely chats and card games. I returned to a shocking sight that chilled me to the core.

Arriving home, the familiar glint of water was missing, replaced by soil. Heart plummeting, I rushed from my car.

My neighbor, kindly Mrs. Johnson, approached hastily. “Margaret! Thank goodness you’re here. I tried to halt them, but they claimed to have authorization!”

“Stop whom? What authorization?” I stammered, fixated on the muddy remnant of my once-beloved pond.

“A team arrived yesterday, tasked by a company to drain and fill your pond,” Mrs. Johnson explained. “I protested that you were away, yet they presented official documents!”

Feeling betrayed, I realized twenty years of cherished memories had vanished overnight. I knew who was responsible.

“Brian,” I clenched my fists, seething.

“What will you do?” Mrs. Johnson inquired, her expression laden with concern.

I straightened up. “Well, I’ll show him why you shouldn’t trifle with a woman like Margaret!”

Firstly, I contacted my family. My daughter Lisa was incensed. “Mom, this is unlawful! We should inform the authorities!”

“Just wait, dear,” I counseled.

“Let’s gather evidence first.”

Then, my perceptive granddaughter Jessie reminded, “Grandma! What about the wildlife camera in the oak tree? It might have recorded something!”

Indeed, that camera captured our ace in the hole.

The footage unmistakably showed Brian, directing the team to destroy my pond. He seemed pleased with his stealthy mischief.

“Caught you,” I smirked.

Brian presumed I would overlook his actions due to my age and solitude. He underestimated my resourcefulness.

I immediately phoned the local wildlife conservation office.

“Good day,” I began politely. “I need to report the ruin of a protected natural area.”

The agent sounded puzzled. “Protected area, ma’am?”

“Absolutely,” I continued. “My pond hosted an endangered fish species, registered with your office years ago. And it’s been filled in without any lawful clearance.”

The conservation office doesn’t take such matters lightly.

Shortly, they were at Brian’s doorstep, imposing a hefty fine that surely made him wince.

“Gentlemen, we’re here concerning the illegal obliteration of a protected site on your neighbor’s land,” they informed Brian.

Brian blanched. “What? Protected site? It was merely a pond!”

“A pond that housed a recognized endangered fish species, Mr. Thompson. You authorized its destruction without proper consent.”

“This is absurd!” Brian protested. “That old pond was an eyesore! I was cleaning up the neighborhood!”

“Unfortunately, that ‘cleanup’ has resulted in a $50,000 penalty for breaching environmental laws,” they countered.

Brian was aghast. “$50,000? You must be joking! That pond was—”

I savored his dismay from afar, but my plans were not yet complete.

I called my grandson Ethan, a sharp attorney in the city.

“Ethan, dear,” I said. “How about assisting your grandmother in dealing with a neighborhood tyrant?”

Eager to aid, Ethan swiftly served Brian with legal papers for property damage and emotional harm.

While I could have stopped there, one more move remained.

Brian’s wife Karen, who always seemed reasonable, returned from work one evening, and I seized the opportunity for a candid talk.

“Evening, Karen,” I greeted her. “Can we chat for a moment?”

She nodded, weary yet accommodating. “Of course, Margaret. What’s troubling you?”

Over tea, I unveiled the entire saga about the pond – its origins, the joyful memories, and the wildlife it supported.

Karen’s expression shifted from bewilderment to shock. “Margaret, I was unaware,” she exclaimed. “Brian claimed the city mandated the pond’s closure for safety!”

“Well,” I reassured her, patting her hand. “Now you understand the full story.”

Subsequently, the neighborhood was abuzz, and Brian vanished for a while after Karen confronted him about his deceit.

One morning, the buzz of machinery woke me. Peering outside, I was astonished to see a team working in my yard under Karen’s supervision.

“Morning, Margaret. I hope you don’t mind, but I thought it was time to rectify things,” Karen greeted me as the crew worked to restore my pond.

Karen confided about Brian’s other questionable dealings. “This was just him venting his frustrations,” she shared softly.

With the pond reinstated, the environmental charges were withdrawn. Ethan persuaded me to drop the lawsuit as well, always the diplomat.

As for Brian, he disappeared out of state, humbled and defeated. Karen, now a frequent visitor, helped me care for the revived pond, grateful for the chance to make amends.

One serene evening by the restored waters, Karen mused, “Margaret, I never imagined I’d appreciate Brian’s mistake.”

Curious, I asked, “Why is that?”

She grinned, clinking our iced tea glasses. “If he hadn’t interfered, I might never have discovered such an incredible neighbor.”

Here I am, 74 and invigorated, with a rejuvenated pond, a new ally, and a tale for future family gatherings. Life always surprises, doesn’t it?

And if there’s a moral here, it’s never to underestimate a grandmother with a resolve and a competent attorney!

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