Now we’re talking.
Every day as the Britty type paps chase the royal first sister about London on her important days between the gym and the coffee shop and her extremely important job, I psychically beg of them to just take a moment to circle around the Pippa Middleton bum-side for a delicious view of the seat warmer we first fell in lust with at the Bill and Kate hullabaloo wedding. And, today, we finally have our round mound of candid fun. Bullseye on the rumptastic bottom.
Somewhere birds are chirping, and children are laughing mirthfully in the park, because today, we have a most excellent ogle of the regal beagle. Enjoy.