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Jul 02
A Hotness of One’s Own Posted by Leah

Week 5: down 0 pounds (- 12.5 total!)  I figured this would be my first week with no weight loss.  After last week’s impressive showing, this doesn’t surprise me in the least.  But it MIGHT have been avoided - I think there were a few days there where I didn’t have ANY fruits and/or vegetables!  I know, I know, that is very poor form, but I’m already prepared to mend my cheating ways.  I’m going to imagine that it is George Clooney feeding me those grapes and carrots, one by one, from his hands to my lips…I need more grapes!  I need more carrots!  I need more George!

Many of you guys might remember that in my very first post, The Hotness Begins…, I mentioned the fact that I live in Los Angeles.  I cannot tell you how huge a role this city has played in my life.  And in taking a moment to speak about my own oft-questioned (by me, anyway) Hotness, I must needs bring up the impact of living in the City of Angels. 

Los Angeles is full of incredibly well built, exceptionally good looking women.  I do not believe that I am one of them.  I am not trying to be coy or self-deprecating here, I am just trying to call a spade a spade, and this spade says that she just don’t feel so pretty lately.  I mean, this isn’t entirely unusual.  No woman that I know ever feels like she’s a bona fide 10 all of the time, and this list includes several women who are incredibly well built and exceptionally good looking.  So maybe I should chalk it up to hormones (damn ye, HMD Foe #2!) or just an emotional slump in general.  Maybe I’m just concentrating so much on the Hotness of others that I’ve not noticed my own.  In any case, I’ve been feeling invisible to men lately.  And that is hard, pun notwithstanding. 

We all of us want to feel desirable, no?  This brings to mind a quote from one of my Mostest Favoritest Plays Ever - Ntozake Shange’s for colored girls who have considered suicide/when the rainbow is enuf: ”I want you to know/this waz an experiment/to see how selfish i cd be…if i cd stand not being wanted/when I wanted to be wanted/& i cannot.”  And while I have taken this quote a bit out of context, I simply couldn’t resist a) introducing peeps to the exceptional work of Ms. Shange  and b) borrowing some of her brilliance to make my point.  We all want to be wanted!  We do!  And it is simply hard (again, pardon the pun) to catch some male attention in a city teeming, nay, overflowing with incredibly well built, exceptionally good looking women.  Of course, this is the reason I started HMD, because I recognized that as much as I am a “fun gal” with a “great personality” and a really good “sense of humor”, as much as I am ALL of these things and more, at the end of the day it don’t mean shit.  Eeeck, that sounded bitter!  Let’s try that again: at the end of the day, if those things don’t come nicely wrapped, that’ll be one gift that never really gets opened.  Or not opened often enough, if you know what I mean.  (Mom, I’m really talking about presents here, Christmas presents, birthday presents, those things in boxes covered in wrapping paper, really I am!…okay…I’m going to church now!)  

This would typically be the point where I would sum things up with an insightful, eloquent bit of wisdom, where I would illuminate the lessons learned from this quandry and look forward with a hopeful eye on the future.  But…I can’t.  This is simply one of those things that comes with being a woman who lives in Los Angeles. 

Besides, ”I’ve got a long way to go, but with Hot Man Diet on my side, I’ll make it!”  Yeah, that’s right.  I quoted myself.  You got something to say about it? 

I didn’t think so!

Hot Manspiration of the Week: Clive Owen.  Hubba hubba.  I watched Children of Hot Man Clive OwenMen Tuesday evening and am STILL thinking of this Hot Man.  I remember when I saw him the first time, years ago, when a friend dragged me to a random Friday night viewing of Croupier.  I was hooked then, even though he was young and rough around the edges and, unfortunately, blond for most of the movie (and I usually like blonds, but it does NOT work on him!).  Now he’s aged like a fine wine, ’cause that Man is UNDENIABLY HOT!!  Even Lancome agrees.  So does J. from Maine, who submitted Mr. Owen as his HMD Request and Dedication: “ I do have a man request.  I’m partial to the Brits.  I don’t know why.  Flawed but pretty I suppose.  Clive Owen, the new face of Lancome and the face to wake up to every morning and the most beautiful lips to whisper ‘You’re hot.  I’m hot.  Let’s do  it.’”  Yowza!  I like your style, J. from Maine, I like your style!!

Seeing as how today’s entry focused more on the dark side of Hotness, I’m gonna switch things up this week, lest I become That Girl, you know, That Girl That’s Always Complaining About Things When She Should Be Talking About Hot Men.  Instead of featuring a HMD Foe of the Week, I give you all a very special:

Hot Man Diet Friend of the Week: The first ever HMD Friend of the Week is Hot Man Djimon HounsouNetflix.  Thank God for Netflix.  It brings Hotness right into my house.  I love it!  How did I ever live without it?  Not only can I thank Netflix for bringing me Clive last week, I can thank it for the current Hotness sitting on my living room table, Blood Diamond.  (Question: Who will be next week’s Hot Manspiration - Leo DiCaprio or Djimon Hounsou?  Answer: BOTH!)  And I will be FOREVER in Netflix’s debt for introducing me to Daniel Craig, whom I instantly fell madly in love with after viewing Casino Royale and who is one third of my Original Trifecta of Hotness.  Also, it is the best Christmas gift (see Mom, I AM talking about presents!) that I ever gave my grandmother.  She’s obsessed with Doogie Howser, MD…but that’s a whole ‘nother Oprah… 

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Week 6: down .5 pounds (- 13 total!)

Hello out there in HMD land!  And how does this week find us all?  Full of American spirit?  Independent and free?  Or still completely confused about what the hell day it is?  (I’m the latter.) 

I am pleased to say that I have come out of last week’s temporary funk unharmed and unfazed.  For those of you truly interested, it was indeed HMD Foe #2 that had a sister down.  As the week went on I regained some of the stature and confidence befitting Her Hotness, and right now I am feeling mighty good.  I must be looking mighty good, too, because I had a most interesting encounter on Saturday.  I go walking anywhere from three to five times a week for exercise (I don’t do gyms!) through my neighborhood, a seriously intense 3 mile trek that keeps me honest, if you know what I mean.  I am usually accompanied by a very good friend, but on this particular day it was just me and my iPod.  Anyhoo, as I am on the first leg of my journey I spied a Hot Man coming out of a nearby apartment building.  We made very brief eye contact, as I am lately prone to staring down all Hot Men (in the name of research, of course!).  I kept walking.  Next thing I know, a car pulls up beside me, the windows roll down, and Hot Man is asking me out!  I was stunned!  I mean, it was late in the afternoon, I hadn’t showered, my hair was jacked up, I was wearing a beat up t-shirt and very old, very baggy pants that I later discovered had a huge hole in the crotch.  I did not look anywhere NEAR my best, but there he was, seeing something that he liked.  And the confidence that had been brewing all week, stirring in me and coming alive again after a short departure, it burst forth like a tidal wave.  I was HOT!  Hole in the crotch and all.  Hot!

Oh…and I DID give him my number and I WILL go on a date with him.  Don’t worry…he totally didn’t look like a murderer!

Please don’t get me wrong - in NO WAY do I think that I am only Hot if and when someone else says I am.  No way!  I’m just saying that the attention was nice, especially considering that I began the week feeling seriously off my game.  That’s all. 

And who doesn’t want a Hot Man to buy ‘em dinner (and maybe give ‘em a smooch or two)?!

Hot Manspiration of the Week: Oh Leo.  Leo, Leo, Leo.  Leo, Not Yet Hot Man Leo DiCaprioI must admit that in the beginning, I was not your biggest fan.  Back in the days of Jack and Rose, when all of the female world swooned at your feet, I didn’t get it.  My best friend got it, oh, she got it hard, LOVED you and thought you were the best thing since sliced bread.  Even my grandmother got in on the act, proudly presenting the Christmas gift she had bought me - a huge, three wick candle that played an instrumental version of My Heart Will Go On when lit.  But I still didn’t get it.  You were too pretty.  Too small, too cute, just so very…wee.  I resented you your career, because I was still too pissed about River’s death to accept you as his heir apparent.   But then…well…you grew up and grew Hot.  When did that even happen?!  I saw you in Catch Me If You Can and I thought you were okay, but still kind of lanky and young.  I saw you in The Aviator and you lost me a bit, as everyone else in that film looked a good decade older than you.  I didn’t buy it.  But…somewhere between that film and The Departed you seriously filled out.  You got a little rough around the edges.  Your chestal area took on a heretofore unseen depth and definition.  I was stunned by your Hotness!  I mean, your acting was great and the movie was great, but your Hotness took my breath away!  And watching Blood Diamond this week, I mean, again there you were looking like…like…like a Man, finally, and a seriously Hot Man at that!  Alls I can say is damn…damn!  I don’t know what you did, but it worked.  Leonardo DiCaprio, you’re my Hot Manspiration of the Week!

Hot man Leo DiCaprio

Hot Man Diet Foe of the Week:  Vegetables.  Not in the sense that they are bad for me, just in the sense that I find it extremely difficult to eat as many as I’m supposed to.  I mean, I like veggies, I really do.  But let’s face it - they are high maintenance, elusive sons of bitches.  They require cooking, which requires grocery shopping, which requires planning, which requires time - NONE of which I have/do in abundance these days.  But I say this now, before God and all of you dear HMD’ers - this week I WILL eat 3 - 5 servings of vegetables EVERYDAY!  I’m throwing down the gauntlet and issuing the challenge to myself.  Hold me to it, HMD’ers.  Hold me to it!

Redefining the notion of fantasy baseball, Hot Man Diet is thrilled to present the first annual Hot Man Diet Hotness All-Star Team!  As the first half of the baseball season winds to a close, I needs must take a moment to salute my babies, my heroes, my everything - my Hot Boys of summer.  And while there are many lovelies to choose from, I have painstakingly assembled what I feel is the Ultimate Starting Lineup…of Hotness!! 

Many of the gentleman listed here today are actual members of the 2007 MLB All-Star Team.  All of them are, beyond being ridonkulously Hot, exceptionally talented athletes.  Some are married, some single.  Both the American and National Leagues are represented, and I have tried, as much as possible, to pick players from different teams all over the country.  You will see some teams represented more than once (hey, what can I say…I’m a New Yorker at heart!) and you will see some teams not represented at all.  Please do not hold that against me - the Hotness dictates where I must go and I cannot help but follow it!  I am sure that many of you will disagree with my choices.  If so, tell me.  Write in and let me know who I missed.  Even I can occasionally overlook Hotness. 

For every player listed I have included a link to their actual profile on their team’s site, in case you get off on stats as much as I do and want to find out more.  (PLEASE keep in mind that the pictures on the team site ARE NOT good in that they DO NOT accurately depict ANYONE’S true Hotness!  In other words, if you’re only looking for Hotness, look elsewhere.)  I have also deliberately chosen pics that show these Hot Men in the thick of the action.  This does rule out many close-ups of the Hotness, so I have tried to find other pics to help further illustrate their inclusion on this list.  Sit back, relax and enjoy!

Announcing the 2007 Hotness All-Star Team Starting Lineup…

First Base:  Derrek Lee, Chicago CubsHot First Baseman Derrek Lee

There’s something about Derrek Lee.  Sure, he’s tall, he’s got a helluva body, he’s a leader on a big market team of talented players trying desperately to shake their “loveable loser” stigma.  But there’s something else, something brewing just under the surface, a kind of electric sexuality that flows out of that man and speaks to me.  In short, he moves me.  A lot.  I suspect that his will be the most criticized choice, as many of you are probably slack-jawed in amazement at Albert Pujols’ omission.  What can I say?  The heart wants what the heart wants and this heart wants that tall drink of hot chocolate to take her to first base and beyond!  

Although ALL of this would be null and void were the super-foxy Tino Martinez not retired… 

Second BaseTadahito Iguchi, Chicago White Sox 

Hot Second Baseman Tad Iguchi

Of all of the players to come to the U.S. from Japan, Tad Iguchi is by far the Hottest.  I first noticed him during the 2005 World Series, when the White Sox took down the Astros to win it all for the first time since 1917.  My interest was piqued the first time I spied him - serious, intense, smoldering, Hot!  And if you think this view from behind is nice, believe me when I say it is just as sexy from the front

Shortstop:  Derek Jeter, New York Yankees Hot Shortstop Derek Jeter

Um, who did you THINK I was gonna pick - Carlos Guillen?!

There are no words.  There are no words left for this Man, one-third of my Original Trifecta of Hotness, 2 time Hot Manspiration of the Week, 8 time MLB All-Star, 2000 All-Star Game MVP.  There are simply no words left.  Okay, there are three words left - Oh.  My.  God.  And here, I found four more words - Bring.  Him.  To.  Me.  Oh wait, here’s one last sentence I found behind the couch - Oh my God, bring him to me now, this instant, right now, I must have him now, please God, now now now now now now now now Right Now. please, please, I’m totally serious, I’m NOT KIDDING, PLEASE!!!!

Third Base:  David Wright, New York Mets

Hot Third Baseman David Wright

Yes indeedy, he is definitely a Mr. Wright.  This affable young ‘un has proven himself to be One To Watch, as he would have been last year’s All-Star MVP had the National League won.  And that was his first appearance at the Midsummer Classic!  Exceptionally talented, crazy nice and super Hot, David Wright’s inclusion on this list should have been a done deal.  And it would have been, were it not for this guy.  Aaah, A-Rod.  Why are you so hard to like?  You’re leading the majors in home runs, you’re tops in all kinds of other stats, you’re on pace to break a gajillion records and you’ve figured out how to deliver game winning hits in the ninth inning.  And you are, undoubtedly, smoking Hot.  So why can’t I love you?  Why?! 

Catcher:  Joe Mauer, Minnesota TwinsHot Catcher Joe Mauer

You know how the saying goes - “We want a catcher, not a bellly scratcher!”  Well, if the catcher in question looks anything like Mr. Mauer to my right, can I request the catch AND the scratch?  Yum!  I’ll get over the grudge I have with Joe and teammate Justin Morneau for robbing Derek Jeter of the two titles he deserved to win last year, American League batting champ and American League Most Valuable Player, respectively.  But only because you’re a Hot Man, Joe Mauer.  You are definitely one Hot Man!

Outfielders:  Grady Sizemore, Cleveland IndiansHot Outfielder Grady Sizemore

Does Sizemore matter?  Oh hell yes it does, especially when it comes with those dimples, that curly hair, that body, that talent, that smile!  Grady has been featured before on Hot Man Diet, and rightly so.  He takes my breath away!  And I’m not the only one.  There’s a group called The Grady’s Ladies Sisterhood, and I suppose I’d be the first one to sign up, were I not a Yankee gal through and through (I bleed pinstripes).  But I understand where ya’ll are coming from, ladies.  I completely and totally understand!

 Carlos Beltran, New York MetsHot Outfielder Carlos Beltran

Yes, that is Met #2 on the list, because this is another one that could not be denied.  Apart from being one of the most promising young outfielders in baseball today, Mr. Beltran is also, according to People magazine, one of the 50 Most Beautiful People in the World.  I concur!  I concur!  I mean, the front is glorious.  The back is glorious (as this pic demonstrates).  The body is unreal…hold on guys…I need a moment collect my thoughts…

Andre Ethier, Los Angeles DodgersHot Outfielder Andre Ethier

Funny story - when I announced my intention to release a 2007 Hotness All-Star Team, a good friend of mine immediately asked if any of his beloved Dodgers would be on my list.  Now, I like the Dodgers and all, but I had to admit to him that none of them moved me in that special, HMD kind of way.  With wounded pride, my friend offered suggestion after suggestion.  No, I said, no Nomar.  No Derek Lowe.  No Juan Pierre.  Too bad you got rid of Shawn Green, I told him, ’cause he might have made the cut.  Undeterred, my friend went on the search for a Hot Dodger.  I let him be, thinking that he would soon run out of players to offer and settle for a pic of Mr. Green in a Mets cap.  But then he introduced me to a Dodger newbie, a young ‘un that hadn’t yet been sullied by my salacious eyes.  An uncovered beauty, an undiscovered treasure - Andre Ethier.  Holy moly, what Hotness there was to be found!  There are only a few decent pics of him floating around, but I’ve seen enough to know that I need to get my ass to a Dodger game, post haste!  Who’s with me?!

Pitchers: ( As you will soon see, I am only listing a four man starting rotation and one closer.  There are no relievers included because let’s face it - we could be here all day.  And I’d like to have time to actually WATCH the All-Star game, so ya’ll will have to settle for the five hotties below.  They SHOULD be more than enough!)

Mark Mulder, St. Louis CardinalsHot Pitcher Mark Mulder

I have been a fan of Mark Mulder for a looong time, back when he and Barry Zito and Tim Hudson made the Oakland A’s pitching staff the stuff that legends are made of.  I also remember watching him outpitch Roger Clemens when he was the starting pitcher for the American League in the 2004 All-Star Game.  But mostly I just remember him being uber-Hot!  He’s the kind of guy who looks like he drinks milk, and we ALL know how I feel about men who drink milk!

Miguel Batista, Seattle MarinersHot Pitcher Miguel Batista          

By all rights I should hate Miguel Batista.  He was part of That Team, the team I hate mentioning.  No, I’m not talking about the Red Sox, I’m talking about the 2001 Arizona Diamondbacks.  You know, That Team That Ruined My Life Back Then.  Okay, so there were MUCH larger world issues at hand to worry about, but man, did I ever want to see my Yanks win so much as I did that year?  Anyhoo, the thing is that in spite of it all, I still noticed the Hotness that is Miguel Batista.  Gorgeous eyes, the bone structure of a runway model and the most chiseled, muscular, dare I say beautiful pair of legs I have EVER seen on a man…there’s no way I could hate him!  The Hotness is too much, I say.  The Hotness is too much. 

Huston Street, Oakland Athletics   Hot Pitcher Huston Street

This hard throwing closer is just another example of Oakland A’s pitching at its finest (see Mark Mulder).  Named 2005’s AL Rookie of the Year (over my Robinson Cano!), Huston is just beginning what is surely to be an incredibly illustrious career.  He’s already got the ladies on his side, so between them and his 100 mph fastball, I’d say he’s gonna be just fine…

Johan Santana, Minnesota TwinsHot Pitcher Johan Santana

This lefty packs some heat, both literally and figuratively.  A two-time CY Young Award winner (the only Twin to ever achieve that honor), he is also known for being incredibly kind and extremely beloved back home in Venezuela.  I also happen to think he’s smoking Hot, although I prefer the view of him on the bench when the Twins play my Yanks…he’s one of the few AL starting pitchers I dread my boys having to face. 

Andy Pettitte, New York YankeesHot Pitcher Andy Pettitte

When you say the name Andy Pettitte to a Yankee fan, this is the image that immediately comes to mind.  The Pettitte Stare.  Eyes darting out from under shadows, head tilted, body tense in expecation, hands preparing for the assault, glove removing all doubt.  So little is shown, and yet the Hotness is undimmed.  How happy was I when Andy came home?  How I missed him!  How we needed him!  How I wanted him back, if but to see this visage again, this glorious image, this unheralded, full-bodied, unyielding Hotness!  Welcome back, Andy!

I hope ya’ll enjoyed my 2007 All-Star Team of Hotness.  Make sure you catch the Hotties in action tonight.  For more information on times, teams and trivia visit  For my part, I shall prepare myself for all of the Hotness with a good night’s sleep.  Take me out to the ball game, indeed! 

Jul 11
Hottie to the Rescue! Posted by Leah

The following events are real.  No names have been changed to protect the innocent, because no one is innocent.

July 11th, 2007, 8:30 pm (ish) PST

Her Hotness walks out of Old Navy, having just completed her flip-flop exchange, and begins to head towards her car.  Still reeling in disbelief that she actually ordered a salad at a Mexican restaurant, to go with a margarita no less, she felt herself slowly veer off course.  Deep in her heart she knew where she was headed.  At the end of the strip mall stood the Trader Joe’s, its insides overflowing with bottles of wine, chocolates galore, cookies to die for and more sweet treats to tempt the tempted.  I had the SALAD, she told herself.  I’ve eaten so many stinking vegetables today I DESERVE a reward!  I have all weekend to work it off.  What’s one small indiscretion?  Her pace quickened as her resolve weakened, the looming glory of Trader Joe’s seducing her with its promise of forbidden booty. 

Suddenly she stopped.  Turned.  Threw herself into the open storefront in her path.  Barnes and Noble.  Thank God one can’t eat books, she said to herself.  But isn’t there a Starbucks in here that sells pastries?  She looked to her left.  Books.  She looked straight ahead.  More books.  She looked to her right.  Magazines…and Starbucks!  Without a moment’s pause she headed to the right, lazily skimming the magazines as if to trick herself into thinking there was any other reason for her to be there.  And there He was.  On the cover of Interview magazine.  Smile on his face, arm muscles bursting out of his tight tee, a cigar hanging out of his mouth and, what is that, a beer in his hand?  The headline - “The Smokin’est Man Alive?”  and then in a red box with yellow lettering she saw it, the utterly familiar, completely correct word of the year -


There He was.  Standing between Her Hotness and the sweet treats was Daniel Craig!  One of her OTH!  Coming out of nowhere to rescue her from herself!  His Hotness stopped Her Hotness from making what was sure to be a lamentable mistake.  What was supposed to be a trip for a treat turned into a intervention courtesy of Interview

And yeah, she bought the magazine…but not the pastry!

The moral of the story? 

Nothing tastes as good as a Hot Man feels!

Hot Man Daniel Craig

Jul 16
The Elimination of a Foe Posted by Leah

Week 7: down 0 pounds (- 13 total!)  Last week I issued myself a challenge to eat more vegetables…let’s just say I’ll be doing the same again this week.  It was hard, ya’ll!

Hello HMD’ers!  I hope you all enjoyed what was my most prolific week yet.  I was a lean, mean writing machine, eh?  ‘Tis what happens when Hot Manspirations abound, ’tis what happens. 

Well, HMD’ers, I am thrilled to announce the elimination of HMD Foe #1 from my life - I no longer work in an office!  I have finally freed myself from the trappings of a 9 to 5 existence in a stifling, flourescently lit, sit on your ass and watch it spread, oh and of course today is somebody’s birthday so here are ten cakes for you to eat and never work off because when you leave here all you’ll want to do is sit some more and drink ten cocktails because your soul is SLOWLY DYING office environment. 

Can you tell that I feel very strongly about this?

Let me be totally cereal here - I started off this year at rock bottom.  For reals.  I rang in the new year standing in the rain in NYC, sopping wet and hysterically sobbing because I DID NOT want to come back to LA.  I knew at that point something had to give.  I had to find my way back to my own personal happiness, and the first thing that HAD to go was my job.  I turned in my resignation right after MLK Day (let freedom ring!) and went back to a temp job I had a few years ago.  I was surprised to find how quickly that job also got under my skin, particularly since the people are lovely, honestly, some of the best peeps I’ve ever met.  But even that didn’t work for me, as these lovely peeps were constantly flooding the office with food for occasions both real (birthdays, a gajillion freaking birthdays) and made-up (”Snackfest 2007″ was an odious turn of events).  Again, I knew the job had to go. 

I now work as a personal assistant for a friend that owns a few businesses in Long Beach.  I spend my days in shorts, tees and flip-flops, running errands all over town.  I make juuussst enough money to live, yet I am as happy as a clam.  I feel as if a weight has been lifted from my shoulders, both literally and figuratively.  I am now free to pursue the things I needs must pursue.  I have eliminated a foe and in doing so I have reclaimed my happiness, reclaimed a bit of myself that had been lost.  And that feels, pardon my language, fucking great!

I guess now it is time to tackle HMD Foe #2 - hormones.  Umm…color me stumped.

Hot Manspirations of the Week:  To paraphrase Godspell - I’ve had SO many men this week, in very many ways…there’s just one more.  George Clooney! 

Hot Man George clooney

In addition to all of the baseball Hotness, this week has featured extraordinarily helpful cameos by both Daniel Craig and Derek Jeter. How, HOW then could I ignore the third member of my Original Trifecta of Hotness?!  Not when he is so debonair, so disarmingly charming, so very…HOT!  Here’s to George Clooney, Daniel Craig and the 2007 All-Star Hotness Team - my Hot Manspirations of the Week!     

HMD Foe of the Week:  Me!!  I know, I know, you’re sitting there thinking “What the eff?”  But I must stand up and face the facts - I am someone else’s Diet Saboteur!  You see, whilst I have made many changes in my life since starting HMD, I have yet to really curb my enthusiasm for the hooch.  I am pleased as punch (spiked, of course!) that this has not completely thwarted my weight loss efforts…yet.  Alas, the same cannot be said for a good friend of mine.  And seeing as how this friend is some serious good times, good times, I regularly call on her for Friday night Happy Hour-ing, oftentimes using some old-fashioned peer pressure to get her to join me.  Bad Leah!  This is very, very bad form from someone committed to helping everyone achieve the Hotness within…I am sorely ashamed and will flog myself post-haste…

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