We’re double dipping today on Rihanna, jetting her hot self between a concert in Rio and a film shoot in the Emerald Isles for a new music video that will likely be talked about in terms of her music, but for which I can only now focus on her amazingly exhibited racktastic. Honestly, if Rihanna chanted her haftarah portion in that outfit, I’d finally pay attention to some Hebrew on the bema. The Barbadian (nay, Bajan, see people of Barbados, I’m learning) just keeps getting hotter and hotter, consuming larger and larger segments of the libido region of my brain, like a sextastic Panzer division plowing across my grey matter without much resistance. Rihanna is unstoppably hot. And with those chest puppies barking like that, I really don’t mind surrendering. Enjoy.