Here's No. 1 on Todd's Hottest Chicks of 2011 list, Irina Shayk, in Esquire U.K., because there's pretty much no news today and I played the NyQuil game last night. You drink a bottle of NyQuil, and if you wake up, you win!
When the biggest thing that happens all day is someone else stealing shit from Lindsay Lohan for once, you get posts like this one, with Irina Shayk looking angry in bikinis. If anyone has issues with that, either get someone famous pregnant or killed, or dangle coke or diamonds in front of this chick until she cracks a smile.
I'm sorry that Jess made you look at Chaz Bono all night, so to punish her I told she wasn't allowed to wear cardigans or watch The Good Wife anymore. White people hate when you do that. But I'm not here to talk about Jess, I'm here to talk about you, dear readers. So here's Irina Shayk in the December 2011 issue of Men's Health to Visine your mind's eye of Chaz Bono debating on whether or not to have the cadaver's foreskin removed. Hope this helps. Thank you, and good day.
The insanely hot Irina Shayk was jogging in NYC yesterday at the same time Christina Hendricks was saying, "Jogging? What's that?". I think that episode of Dragon Tales was right when it said we are all just one big consciousness.
Irina Shayk was in Madrid for something called XT...ah, fuck it this weekend and just look at the way she's dressed! Is she just some sort of Jezebel flaunting her sexuality at every turn?! Well, hopefully.
Irina Shayk found out that she got the cover for the 2011 Sports Illustrated Swimsuit Issue on Letterman last night, and apparently this is a great honor. I mean, let's not get carried away here. It's not like she made the cover of the 2008 issue of Native American Monthly. My grandma bought ten copies making it the highest selling issue of all time. But if you want to go all crazy over a Russian chick in a bikini, then fine. I said fine! Be that way!
Irina Shayk isn't on here a lot, mostly because she's seemingly normal and kinda boring. But she attended the Kinder Aggugini at Macy's party in NYC last night in these pants. You remember in olden times when a guy on horse saw his first Model T? And he was completely bewildered, excited for the future, yet at the same time nostalgic for the past knowing his life would never be the same? You do? Yeah, now replace the guy on the horse with my penis.