Wednesday's Woman Priscila Pires

Listen, I don't seek Brazillian stories out, I don't go looking for them and I feel a little like Michael Corleone everytime I post some Brazillian woman:

Like I really had another woman all lined up and ready to go for today's post and I happened upon Priscilla and was like disappointed that some other chick just threw off my whole schedule. Like out and out just walked across my computer screen like Rick James and looked at my itinerary and was basically like 'Buy another one you rich motherfucker'. [Basically the equivalent of I don't care about what you were doing and however you thought it was going to be] But that aside, when I see a woman like today's woman can you blame me? I mean really? If they spoke English in Brazil there'd be no need for cats to border jump into America and thug your way in to this country anymore. No this country would be quite spacious. Having said that though I grew up in America, I had my first kiss here and every romantic excursion thereafter here. I've seen people that I love flourish here, grow old and die and be born here alike. I'm most at peace with the familiarity I have with the landscape the temperatures and scenery that I love so much. I owe a great deal to this country but that aside if they spoke English in Brazil and I could either live here or there, I'd be in that long line of people smuggling their way into Brazil, riding in the backs of unassuming trucks, stowing away on trains and trespassing my way into the country under the shadows of the moon in the darkest hours.

Priscilla Pires is a living testament to this...

Small, small crit. I just wish she'd cut out that same damn pose and killed the pouty lips because that takes from what is a 10 and makes the package a 9.9995. But hey, whether you give me a Benz or a Benz with a spec of dirt on it, I know one thing, if I'm offered I won't be walking. Like ever. Even when I get the mail. You get what I'm saying.

Wednesday's Woman: Daphne Joy

Checking in as today's "Wednesday's Woman" is Daphne Joy a regular on MTV's show "Wildin' Out" starring host Nick Cannon. Now we all make mistakes and I'm not judging Daphne so her working with a cornball and 4-time HisAuraWasOrange Nominee for Loser of the Month can be swept under the rug and contributed to everybody doing something one time in their life that they're not particularly proud of. Take me for instance, when I was 15 I worked at Hardee's and my life looked something like this infamous Dave Chappelle skit:
Dave Chappelle Wac Arnolds

But I digress, she's fairly exotic, as I can't put my finger on what her ethnic make-up is, and she's as voluptuous as August is hot, so let us commence with the eye-goggling and please remember to check back tomorrow as I will have Tuesday's Top Ten, then. (As usual I'm late I know).

Wednesday's Woman: Manuela Feris

First time I saw her on "The Sopranos" I was like "Ok Tony, I see you!"The woman is quality. She didn't have a huge role on the show and I didn't think her character lasted more than maybe two episodes but man, she was a knockout. I wish she did more. Either way, Manuela needs to be busier because it's a crime that her face and body ain't in someone's video, someone's movie or someone's magazine. Anyway, I hope this snowballs into something for Manuela and that I start the movement from the grassroots that raises awareness that she needs to be in the consciousness of the mainstream like yesterday.

Europe is putting a hurting on things recently. *Tips my hat to Eurogang*

Wednesday's Woman: Remixed

No feature of the day as far as singularly focusing on a woman for the day but rather like I've done once before I feel like featuring a couple different women in picture form and helping the fellas get over hump day with a few commendable pictures I've come across or been emailed. Some you'll recognize, some you won't, all are hot. Hopefully this is enjoyed.

Internet's been good to me. Real good to me as you can see. More next week.

Wednesday's Woman: Cassie Ventura

Today's lady needs no real introduction. She's probably a B-Lister in most music circles but even still she's eating food and drinking champaign and rubbing elbows with other famous people in places that we're not invited so, that's moot. Anyway, she's fine. Diddy won. This is a step up from Kim Porter who just about nobody I knew found all that dope in the first place. Maybe she can tell a good joke, or she's a entertaining person or perhaps she has a great personality, you know something that the public and cameras aren't capturing or you and I aren't privy to but I'm not getting how if you're Diddy you have to settle for Kim for so long. Anyway, somebody must have slapped him up or something and woke him up out that slumber he's been in because next to signing Biggie and Nicole Scherzinger, this was one of the better looks for him in his illustrious career. I certainly tip my hat(e) to you Sean Combs. Now let's all enjoy that arm candy he's rocking at the present time and let the beat ride out on this post...

'Now that's how you let the beat build beeeeyitch.'