Oh, that Claudia Romani bikini beach body. And the Killer Tush. I haven’t felt quite this way since the first time I discovered that frog leg kicking delivered such a thrilling sensation during private time grade school drops into the neighbors blow up pool. Call that TMI if you will, but I call it re-discovering the thrill of oncoming adulthood happy happy fun time, a corporeal experience now reminiscing courtesy of Claudia Romani every time she steps onto the sandy Florida shores.
There’s nothing more exalting than when your dream comes to life and struts right by you in a bikini. Enjoy.