I don't make such serious comments lightly about my future wife, the European model hottie Edita Vilkeviciute, but I do believe Edita may be on the minds of many men and Sapphic leaning women at some point later today, perhaps into the evening. And, I want to say, despite my pending marriage to this tall and lank hot bit of perfection -- I'm okay with that.
Taking her turn in St. Bart's at her Victoria's Secret photoshoot. Edita lit up the entire island with her ridiculously hot body, that killer smile, and good looks for which there currently is no ranking system to capture. I know Edita and I will be happy in our several hours to decades worth of nuptial bliss. I also know I'm going to forbid the wearing of clothes in the home. Enjoy.
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Edita Vilkeviciute Flashing Topless Wonderment for Vogue
If there's two things people mock me for the most, it's my extensive women's magazine subscriptions and my belief that someday the world class blonde beauty Edita Vilkeviciute will agree to be my first of three short-term wives. But I have a little secret weapon in my arsenal. It's called hope. That doesn't cover the magazine subscriptions. Those I have to pay for with my Diner's Club card. But the knowledge that someday Edita will be Mrs. Egotastic! for about 17 months before our inevitably ugly divorce, that I just see in my mind's eye. The power of positive fantasizing.
My two main sources of mockery combined today as Edita appears in yet another passion-inducing photo set for Vogue France, flashing a little topless goodness and just some all-over hotness, reminding me again why I'd break my vows of bachelorhood for our one-week honeymoon exploring the steak houses of Omaha, not to mention each other. Edita, call me, now, seriously, I want a summer wedding. Enjoy.