Kelly Brook can do no wrong in my book. I could see Kelly coming out of a bank with a gun and police chasing after her and I'd open the getaway car door for her and ask her if she wasn't in jail later if maybe she wanted to grab some pints and watch the telly (I'm working on my British). And now that Kelly is pimping her own line of clothes through New Look, we get a regular and routine chance to see the curvy model and occasional actress decked out in her own fine-fitting fashion forms, showing off that naughty-thoughts generating body of hers.
I can't imagine a time when I will ever tire of imagining running the tip of my finger over every curve on Kelly's body. Or a time when I can stop pretending that by finger I mean finger. Enjoy.