I really do have a thing for Anais Zanotti. I know I say that about many women, and I am a man who is personally infatuated with over two-thousand members of the fairer sex at any given moment, but when Anais hits the beach in her thong bikinis, time seems to stop for me and I can feel my retinal cones being directed by a supernatural force toward her wicked hot keester like a powerful magnet. That entire hot body of hers really is a force of French model nature, including the way she manages to tease it with little bikinis and half shirts and other wet wardrobe accessories that make me want to swim to Cuba and back to work off a little excess feelings.
This Spring in Miami has been nothing if not a wondrous display of international model goodness, booty, and just wicked hot models preening, prancing, stretching, and tanning in little to no clothing pretty much non-stop. I don’t write copy for the Miami Tourist Board, but if I did, I might pen something to that affect and watch the visitors dollars rolling in. Enjoy.