Hot hot hot. I loved her in Twin Peaks and Boogie Nights !

Jesus wept.

Hell Yes to Danielle Harris

my future wife

I've travelled all around Vietnam and all I saw were ugly girls. I'm wondering where they're hiding girls like this, then.

I think you could fit a fair few viet people down her cleavage. Maybe they were all hiding there.

what the heck is that thing?

where is the vom icon when you need it.

the cleavage is basically the main thing why I put the pics in here - it's hypnotising.
she's not that beautiful after all ... she looks like one of those Japanese android-girls

the glasses rule though

she's just a kid she's going to grow into her looks. Certainly no need to grow into a women's body. I'm guessing 17 in those pictures. What a body one of the best I've seen in here

Did you mention the war? You know, the one the Yanks lost?

ok ok I'll revive this thread. yr all welcome.

meet Edyta

You think so ASP? I thought she was average. Too skinny for my taste.

She's HAWT davenotdead!

been watchin the sopranos

too horsey? no?

I'd say so.

OFF WITH HER HEAD!

I bet she loves good cookin' playas

post pictures of whores

xoxox Cristina Martinez xoxox

the gorgeous lady who comes to my store every so often.

she said "thanks babe." last time.

sigh.

lol.

google search for "chicas hermosa mexicanas"

"Maybe I don't have a pretty smile, good teeth, nice tits, long legs, a cheeky arse, a sexy voice. Maybe I don't know how to handle men and increase my market value, so that the rewards due to the feminine will accrue to me. Then again, maybe I'm sick of the masquerade. I'm sick of pretending eternal youth. I'm sick of belying my own intelligence, my own will, my own sex. I'm sick of peering at the world through false eyelashes, so everything I see is mixed with a shadow of bought hairs; I'm sick of weighting my head with a dead mane, unable to move my neck freely, terrified of rain, of wind, of dancing too vigorously in case I sweat into my lacquered curls. I'm sick of the Powder Room. I'm sick of pretending that some fatuous male's self-important pronouncements are the objects of my undivided attention, I'm sick of going to films and plays when someone else wants to, and sick of having no opinions of my own about either. I'm sick of being a transvestite. I refuse to be a female impersonator. I am a woman, not a castrate."

Everytime I watch Miss World, I always cheer for the Miss Colombia entry as they're always smoking hot!

:o I like her.