While as recently as, oh, five minutes, we declared Lily to be our favorite of the two sisters, we can’t help but remember that our hierarchy of pervy lust places anything to do with hottie twins well above any individual 1:1 encounter, therefore, the site of the swinging sisters sunbathing without bikini straps threw us into a tizzy of a tingly sort. Now, if we can just get you girl to turn over for a minute whilst we adjust our optical nerves… Enjoy.
Discovering the Fortescue twins over the holidays has been a true blessing in little disguise for us here, and while we still can’t tell them apart, we’re going to blindly declare Lily Fortescue as our favorite sister as it relates to her bikini body shows in Miami over the winter break.
Plus, let’s face it, girls named Lily are just prone to be uniquely hot. As evidenced further by Britty thespianic and model Lily Cole, who continues her ginger splashing on New Years and despite wearing a bathing suit that I think my grandmother wore to the Sahara hotel in Vegas throughout the 1960′s, still managed to flash some red-topped cleave and make us all wish we were the particular patch of sea water lucky enough to catch her excited plunges.
Two girls named Lily. Two sweet sweet fantasy kickstarters. It’s hard to know exactly where to begin. But, this is our daily toil. Enjoy.
Okay, so maybe you don’t watch much British realty TV, and maybe you’re not an avid fan of Made in Chelsea, but I assure you after today you’re going to start following the hottie twin fashionista star sisters of that same show, Rosie Fortescue (above) and her lookalike sibling Lily Fortescue (below). Now, you know very well that the dual girl fantasy rises to the level of an A-grade when you add the ‘twins’ element, the proverbial cherries on top.
The two Fortescue sisters are currently on bikini vacation in Miami with the rest of Hottieville, European edition this December, showing off their long lean bodies in skimpy little bathing suits that I’m sure are designer something or other. But, more important, is imagining the dopplegangers removing those two piece garments for a shame-filled Egotastic! sandwich. Oh, yes, I can taste the shame. Enjoy.