Even on this Labor Day Weekend, the hardest working poser on the ho stroll does not press pause on work and continues to make the kids vomit up awes at the cutlets gone wild glamour she throws at the camera.
At some kind of chili cookout in Malibu yesterday afternoon, international supermodel, shining symbol of patriotism and the most beautiful creature in your grocer’s freezer Phoebe Price set off the freckled fireworks on her body with a red, white and blue bikini. Throw a little feed and get some of this.
Of course, some of you poultry racists are going to say that the boy up there is spelling out the word G-R-O-S-S with his facial expression, but you know that’s a lie. DON’T LIE. What’s really going on is that he is so transfixed with her subtle grace and quiet beauty that he’s afraid unless he witnesses a shooting star falling into a ginger unicorn’s ass he will never witness anything as stunning as this again. How can he tell his first love that they are the most gorgeous thing he’s ever seen? It wouldn’t be true since he’s seen thee Phoebe Price in all her chicken cutlets glory! That is the look of fear for the future.