Consider me one of the biggest closet Diane Kruger fans around. And by closeted I don't mean that I keep my affections for Diana Kruger some type of secret shame. On the contrary. I actually have closet shrine dedicated to Diane where I crawl into on occasion, lock the door from the inside, and come out three days later only when I am fully exhausted of my feelings for Diane. I suppose that's not super normal, but we are all touched by different women in our lives quite differently.
And, oh, how I'd love to reach out and touch Diane Kruger in her little skimpy top she was wearing in The Big Apple over the weekend. Of course it's rude and beyond good taste to ever play 'bra inspected' with a woman wearing a crop top like Diane. But if you're not imagining it, you've got to get your libido motor checked at the shop. Back into the closet for me. Enjoy.