Beach Bunny marketing geniuses have done it again. Convinced Irina Shayk with cash to take off her clothes and put on their bikinis to pimp big time to the female swimsuit buying world, with a little side benefit for ogling gentleman everywhere.
It’s hard to think of any model that does bikinis better than Irina Shayk, though I do spend my days thinking such deep thoughts. She’s just the embodiment of allure and passion inducement. Sultry, thrilling, and one wicked fine female form. Put me down for a case of your tiniest two-pieces, good merchant. Enjoy.
I have no idea what Irina Shayk was promoting in Barcelona, I only know that (1) whatever it is, I’m buying, and (2) I would love to take Irina Shayk on a tour of one of my Top 5 worldwide cities that I’ve been arrested in before. Ah, Barcelona, your beautiful beaches and wine-scented jail cells still haunt my waking moments.
As I’ve said before, the definition of marketing genius is the guy who convinces his company to pay for Irina Shayk to don their apparel and smile for the cameras while everybody ogles her leer-worthy hot body. So simple it’s actually genius. I only wish I could afford Irina for the opening of my new home theater room, but I bought a sub-woofer off eBay instead. Not quite the same boom, but within blogger budget. Irina, let’s hit the town. Enjoy.
7 Hollywood magazine is calling this their fantasy issue. They could’ve just as easily called it my fantasy issue, because perusing Irina Shayk barely covered topless in this hot pictorial, well, it’s definitely something straight out of my REM sleep moving images. Right about 4am when I subconsciously test the resolve of my pillows in ways they are never pre-tested in the factory.
Irina Shayk is a fantasy girl quite on her own. You throw in some leather and some suspenders slung tightly over her bare fine boobtastic and you have the makings of some epic imagery that you might wake up smiling to twenty years hence. Irina Shayk has got a bottomless reservoir of the sextastic. I’d love to dive in. Enjoy.
Well, you really do have to see this. Those amazing shots of uber-hottie Irina Shayk from V magazine now in animated form, shimmying about like a sextastic nipple-baring Siren in the water. It’s rather moving, to say the least.
Check out Irina Shayk in crazy hot GIF motion on WWTDD.
If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times, or approximately forty-three times before, if you want to sell underwear, find Irina Shayk in the phonebook, ring her up, hire her to model your silky little bras and panties, and you will be successful. You don’t need to read a book on how to sell, let alone go to one of those silly places they call schools to get a piece of paper. Just hire Irina, a photographer, and set the lighting and you will be on the cover of Salesperson Monthly being heralded as a genius.
Heck, this goes beyond lingerie. Hire Irina to be behind the counter of your church bake sale and every man within five counties will be buying pies to support your cause. She’s like magic in a body. Enjoy.
Wow and she-dazzle. Ridiculously hot Irina Shayk just got a little bit more passion inducing (who knew that was even possible) in her new Sebastian Faena photoshoot for V magazine. Talk about wet and see-through madness. Irina has the body built just for this kind of moist visual play, I can’t think of one finer.
I’m not prepared to call this picture set genius, but I am prepared to call it whenever it asks me to, on the minute or hour or however it commands me. Damn! Irina Shayk is just oozing sextastic out of each and every pore. I only wish these pictures were scratch and sniff. Enjoy.