I can’t help but feel that I’m a bit cursed in that not long after I discover some new incredibly sextastic woman, they seem to disappear into the ether for some period of time. It’s almost as if my frightening, borderline psychotic stalking of their every waking (and sleeping) moment causes them to reflect upon their push into the public eye. But I’m sure I’m just reading into things.
Emily DiDonato shattered our hearts and discombobulated our freaking minds (as in, groins) when we first started seeing bits and glorious pieces of her early last year. Then she kind of went off the grid on us. It was like having the first six digits to a phone number and not the last, what are you going to do? Okay, sure, you could just try 0 to 9 for the final digit, but that could take up to ten phone calls to get it right. That’s real work. Thankfully, Emily is back and sultry wet and covered topless hot in this mini-pictorial for Vogue Spain. I really do want ever so much more of this. I need that final number. Make it ring, Emily, make it ring! Enjoy.