Kids, I’ll be the first to admit, I couldn’t pull of wearing pink if my life depended on it. That of course can not be said of our collective media whore bikini babe Alessandra Ambrosio who this morning is making the tabloid rounds as our collective pink bikini wet dream.
Shall we all salivate together? Why not, I’ve just finished my vegemite toast and cafe latte (yes I can be ostentatious too) and carefully scooped the crumbs away. But at this rate, I might have to scoop something something else away if you know what I mean…oh dear.
Aplomb in her lingerie attire courtesy of a Victoria’s Secret photoshoot our collective pink bikini wet dream as you can see looks a breazy dream as she regales the photographer with her charm, elan, poise and of course those long legs and lean ab muscles. Things that are suppose to make bedroom based bloggers swoon and young girls poke their eyeballs out in jealousy.
But frankly Alessandra doesn’t think too much of the hubris, it’s just her having a natural day out in the water, money being thrown at her like no tomorrow as she countenances the perfect illusion that will have aspiring go getters yelp for their day in the sun and a careful curry of money to help her buy as much suntan lotion she needs to keep the nasty sun and other inconveniences at bay.
Such is the languid life of a highly sought after super model who frankly looks good in whatever colored bikini her heart chooses to wear or not…