While we continue to hold out hope that our super primed, super hot, super lusted Bar Refaeli will someday take the road out of Beardsville, we will continue to bask in the modeling sunshine that emanates from her hot body and sextastic powers. These Bar Refaeli pictures from Allure magazine are just the latest examples of this Israeli goddesses fine-ass resume. This kind of hotness doesn't just grow on trees, but if it did, I'd plant a forest of such trees and spend hours out there daily rubbing up against the branches. Probably lose my Sierra Club membership via the rarely employed morals clause. Oh, Bar, you'd drive me to it. Enjoy.