I believe my affections for Ashley Benson are as real and profound as the next guy who stares at her with his tongue hanging out of his mouth and imagines bathing her as a cat does her kittens.
Featured in the current edition of Cosmo magazine, Ashley Benson passes the threshold test of forcing me to check out a women's magazine (as if I really need to be forced) to peruse the pages of scented aromas and stocking ads (oh, scented stocking ads) to eye spy the hotness likes of Ashley in her little bow. Just ever so darling. I hope she wears something similar on our first date to my log cabin twenty-six miles deep into the woods with no name on that island that never got mapped. Now, that's creepy, even for me. Enjoy.