Oh, Bar Refaeli how I have missed your entrancing hot body. I’m not sure what Bar has been up to of late, but it’s been too little show time for those of us who call ourselves hardcore Refaelites. I can’t say there’s a particular part of the all-over hotness that is Bar Refaeli that tugs at my organ-strings more than any other, but I will say I’ve been staring at her incredibly mesmerizing lean body and long legs for the past ten minutes to four hours wondering how I’ve survived without them.
Bar Refaeli remains in my pantheon of heavenly bodies I’d like to shtup and/or dunk in a vat of honey then unsticky by sheer force of lingual diligence. Also, I’d love to just talk with her to get to know her better. Though that would have to be second on the agenda and only assuming we had time and I didn’t need to hit Subway to sustain my physical prowess. Just so damn hot. Yes, I know these fashion mag photos are for the ladies. But just try and stop me from ogling, I dare you. Enjoy.
Photo Credit: Elle Spain
With any big Fashion Week comes the ballyhooed and star-studded amFAR fundraising gala for AIDS. it is a must stop for every big name in thespianics and modeling who happens to be in town for the big week’s events. Milan is a major stop for the fashionistas, a big building block in the Emperor’s New Clothes industry . If you’re good looking, it’s pretty much a must visit in mid September after New York and London. I know what you’re thinking. Why wasn’t I there then. Well, there’s a little thing called NFL Sunday Ticket that keeps me America-bound during the late Summer and Fall.
Super sextastic lovelies attending the amFAR party included Bar Refaeli, Alessandra Ambrosio, Heidi Klum, Bella Thorne, and many more. If you happened to be a model looking dude yourself, or if your Lambo is just your weekend cruising vehicle, you probably could do very well for yourself at this party, albeit they do expect a nice six figure donation for attending. Worth it to hobnob with the hotites. I mean, I hope they do take personal checks drawn from mysterious sounding institutions like the Bank of Bill. I need to get to this party! Enjoy.
Bar Refaeli never quite leaves my thoughts, even when we don’t see her for a while. The imprint on the libido is indelible. With just a glance of her new photos, so many longstanding and profound feelings related to taking nekkid showers together comes flooding back.
Bar’s Passionate lingerie line photos have always been a bit kitchsy and cutesy, but ever hot as the Israeli model shows off her ridiculously hot body in various shades of silk and lace. I’m not sure I’d go for all the silly props myself, but it’s not exactly like I’m going to ask Bar in her undies to leave because she’s being too coquettish. I like coquettish, especially when it’s the precursor to the exact opposite kind of behavior. Bar, we could be so happy together going through your lingerie drawer together, or just me alone. Leave a key under your mat and I’ll know you approve. Enjoy.
I don’t remember when I first fell deep into lust with Bar Refaeli. I do not foresee a day when those very romantic and pure of heart feelings will ever subside. Bar, I’m here for the duration, don’t leave me hanging. And speaking of hanging, the ever so slightly demure Israeli supermodel held her own perfect pair of funbags for this otherwise mostly nekkid spread in Elle Spain.
While I full intend to pull of the perfect BBQ this coming holiday weekend, I have to be totally honest and say it will always be less than perfect until the day Bar is going naughty things to me underneath my ‘Lick My Cook’ apron. That is the summer holiday dream I’ve had since the last millennium. Bar, you make me so happy with your scantily clad looks, but there’s so many more levels of pleasure for us to explore. Call me, I’m making ribs. Enjoy.
I don’t know where Bar Refaeli runs off to when she disappears for months at a time. I like to imagine it’s some North Pole like Superman fortress, but this one containing a council of super hot women that make lots of important worldly decisions and then have nekkid pillow fights.
More importantly, be sure to check out Bar Refaeli wicked hot and nearly topless over on WWTDD. I promise you, you will not be left saying, man, I should’ve done more hard work today instead of checking out Bar. Enjoy.
I love a party just filled with super hotties. You can almost count on me being there. Not invited, mind you, but peeking in through the little hole I drill with my handy late night TV infomercial multi-tasker tool and perfect bacon maker. And the Leather and Laces party was the place to be Super Bowl weekend, amid the thousands of parties that went on in the Big Apple to celebrate the big game.
There were so many good looking women showing up to this party that the valets almost forgot to steal the quarters out of the cup holders in their cars. Bar Refaeli, Paris Hilton, Adriana Lima, Brooklyn Decker, Alessandra Ambrosio, that’s quite a bevy of beauties all dressed up for the most righteous cause of all — looking wicked hot. The Super Bowl might’ve been a clunker of a competitive game, but the Leather and Laces party scored many virtual points. Enjoy.
By Thor’s hammer, who can’t Terry Richardson get into his private studio for some flirty, sexy, or downright nekkid photos? It’s like that lucky bastard is going through the photo subject wish list in my own head and commandeering it for his own prurient delights. In short, unfair.
Bar Refaeli is the latest smoking hot lady of the great looks to go before Terry’s camera for some simple, but definitely memorably teasy photos. The Israeli sextastic supermodel remains near the top of so many lists I have, including things involving leather, lace, and some old squash racquets I found in the basement. Bar, why don’t you come to my studio. I won’t have a camera, you won’t have any clothes, we can go total old school. Call me. Enjoy.