Kate Upton Beachwear

Kate Upton models some rather fetching beachwear. I have no idea why and nor do I care. Maybe it's her own line of bikinis, maybe it someone elses' or maybe she's just on holiday and feeling a bit indecisive.

The art of cleavage is an totally under appreciated skill. It's not all about the size or quality of the asset, but how it is presented, as you might find if you were lucky enough to get acquainted with some of these ladies.

A random bunch of über-hot non-fishfaces that we can all agree are ball-achingly SUPER-HOT. Hotter than salsa dancing on the moon in an acrylic jumpsuit. Hotter than sitting on a barbecue dressed as Jabba the Hut. Etc.

Well hello Jessie, enchanté, mon plaisir *kisses her hand* She certainly seems to like taking photos of herself, which is good news because I bet there are plenty of guys happy to look at this narcissistic honey.

Now here's a great idea that should really should be taken to every subway station on the planet. Why aren't all subways packed with 8-bit style artwork? It makes for some awesome nostalgia moments.

Sometimes a picture does paint a thousand words, but really, only one is enough to set off a signal in your bain that your convictions about stereotypes were all true. Maybe it's time to leave this planet. Far behind.

The amazing American actress proves that she can make anything look stunning just by being in the same vicinity - WOW!

Proof that under all that flubber lies a ripped body just waiting to be shown off. Kinda. I'm guessing that quite a lot of personal work was required to make some of these body alterations posible. Respect

Girls, can't live with them (why is that?) and certainly can't live without them, but why stop at just 1? We have searched high & low on the internetz in order to compile a collection of cheeky cuties doing things that we all love them to do :)

Some self-shooting showdown of epic proportions as rival phone pretties put on their best poses (and smallest outfits) to outdo the competition in a battle of the bewts. It's pretty much what smatphones were made for.

People in Phucket seem to take great delight in stabbing stuff through their cheeks. Apparently their pain brings good luck to those that they pass as they walk around town, showing off their piercings. Weird.