Southern California native model and sultry brunette Alyssa Miller got all sophisticated and retro for her latest promo shoot for Intimissimi lingerie. And while I myself am more of modernist when it comes to lingerie, you know, crotchless, leather, spikes, all the classy bits, I must say, the sextastic alluring Alyssa strikes quite the pose in this all grown up girl underwear.
We only get to see Alyssa in little spurts, as it were, so it’s always a treat when this raven haired beauty lends her bodily talents to some publicly released pursuit. Lingerie modeling seems to come quite naturally to Alyssa who I like to imagine is modeling the Valentine’s Gift I sent her in the mail last week. I can’t take another Return to Sender. It makes me feel like an orphan all over again. Enjoy.
Alyssa Miller truly is an under-appreciated beautiful wonderful thing. Maybe it’s because she doesn’t work as much as some of her counterparts, she’s not producing shoots every single week. But this rare L.A. native model leaves me feeling quite native every time she reveals her dark featured hotness in front of the cameras. You throw in some see-through sextastic goodness by way of Galore magazine, and everybody and their dad should be imagining Alyssa Miller in the still darkness of their evening repose.
Obviously, that’s just a suggestion. If you wish to leave more Alyssa just for me, I’m good with that as well. I am a man of girthy appetites. And, Alyssa, just one sweet looking dish. Enjoy.
You’ve got to be jealous of somebody. I’m pretty sure that’s a rule in the Good Book. So today I’ve chosen to be jealous of Jake Gyllenhaal. Not only did he get to spy on his overdeveloped older sister as a teen (okay, that was uncalled for), but now he’s officially dating SI Swimsuit model Alyssa Miller. One of the few U.S. homegrown international models around. An L.A. girl through and through and looking all kinds of stellar in this Manor Swimwear catalog shoot.
It’s not that I’m jealous of a guy who gets to see Alyssa without her swimsuit on at all pointing her finger at him in a ‘come to me’ type gesture, it’s just that… no wait, actually that’s exactly what I’m jealous of. It truly is the green-eyed monster that coveting thing. Someday, Alyssa, or if you have an even hotter friend than you somehow, you will be mine. Until then, I bide my time behind the curtain, which also keeps me from being arrested for public indecency. Enjoy.
Wow, here she comes, Miss America, or, rather, Miss USA and Miss Universe, Oliva Culpo, jazzing up The Great Gatsby screening in New York by wearing a see-through dress top without any bra on beneath. And she pulls it off with flapper like aplomb, if I may say so.
We’ve not seen much of Olivia since her early splash after being named Miss Universe, but now we get to see a whole lot of her. I guess it was worth the wait. I certainly would have voted for her. Or, at least, called her back to my judicial chambers for a private time chance for her to explain precisely why she deserved to be crowned. I’m fair like that. Enjoy.
P.S I had to share Alyssa Miller looking all kinds of sideboob hot as well at the screening. Because, well, you know why.
We really don’t get to see enough of Alyssa Miller, not as much as we would like. Alyssa is a rare breed in being a native L.A. model gone big time, into the world of Sports Illustrated swimsuit, Guess brand advertising, and assorted hot lingerie modeling for the likes of Manor Lingerie, herein, and just epic hotness.
There’s something about a sultry brunette in black and white barely wearing lingerie over her finely hewn form. And that something is called the need for a cold shower. Or a warm shower, if Alyssa happens to be slipping out of her camisole and joining you. Enjoy.