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.
I’m not shy about expressing my base lust for Russian model Irina Shayk. Ever since the day we saw her providing soccer star room service to Ronaldo in New York, I’ve been both, well, extremely jealous, and filled with primal passion for wicked hot bodied Irina. It probably doesn’t help that every time I see her she’s barely clad in either lingerie or skimpy bikinis, flashing her amazing good looks and a female form that a man would set to sea and conquer the world for if he knew it would be his for but an hour upon his return. Which now makes me wish I knew how to sail a boat.
Check out Irina Shayk in this new Simons lingerie photoshoot and see if you don’t start writing her long letters begging for a pair of her used stockings too. I mean, not that I do that. Enjoy.
The marketing geniuses at Beach Bunny swimwear have delved deep into their singular bag of trickery once more, pulling forth Irina Shayk all sultry and hot in their bikinis for catalog sales through the roof.
You could literally sell any product by having Irina Shayk pose in a bikini, but I suppose selling actual bikinis makes the most sense. But don’t tell me you’re not coming to my kids lemonade stand first if Irina is there posing in her two piece and pushing glasses of sugar-water beverage for $1. If I was running for office, I’d say, sure I could tell you my policy positions, but how about instead I just show you Irina Shayk bending over in her bikini. Election day landslide. She’s that hot. Enjoy.
Who can keep track of all these upscale events in New York this weekend in and around fashion week? I can only tell you that I wasn’t invited to any again this year, damn fashion snobs. But, I do have my sources, and we have our ogling eyes peeping into all the best events, including this fancy fest that brought out super hotties Doutzen Kroes and Irina Shayk showing off some of their fine fun parts for the benefit of some good cause. Namely, our viewing pleasure.
Seeing Doutzen and Irina only serves to remind me that as much I’d love invites to these swank soirees, you really can’t show up without a supermodel on your arm, exiting out of your fancy car. So, I’ve got one year to upgrade my stepping out status such that next Fashion Week, I’m not rolling up in a Corolla with my cousin Anita in her back brace. I feel like there’s no obstacle I can’t overcome if girls like Doutzen and Irina are on the other side. Unless it involves heights, I’m not so good with heights. Enjoy.