I don’t usually like ending sentences with prepositions, but what are you gonna do, it’s Bar Refaeli naked! The real question here is where do I apply for the job of “guy who gets to write on Bar Refaeli naked,” because I’m pretty sure that would be the best frickin’ job in the entire Universe. Definitely better than being a blogger. Though probably not as good as actually being Bar Refaeli’s boyfriend. I would settle for being Bar Refaeli’s sex slave, however.