I’m not exactly thrilled with the fact that I have to write a whole paragaraph about Kristin Cavallari walking down the street, but it’s my job and I have to make the most of it. I guess it could be worse, I could be one of those poor bastards who cleans out port-o-potties for a living. Anyhow, I happen to like the way the wind is making that top of hers hug her breasts, very flattering, unfortunately I don’t see any nipples poking through which is kind of a let down.
