Infact, and we might be going out ona limb here, we're guessing she doesn't like playing Football Manager 2011 either.
Or tends to eat crispis with just her pants on.
Or is pre-occupied with the meanings of Bob Dylan songs.
Or mucking about with the saturation of steve McQueen images inorder to copy the over-priced piece of art she saw on South Molton Street at the weekend.
She just models.
Swimwear.
And does it really fucking well.
Which is not a bad thing.
But is it enough?
You tell us.

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