As Portugal fans flung themselves at moving vehicles on the streets of Toronto yesterday, all eyes were on team captain and as my mom would say “good looking kid”, Cristiano Ronaldo. Finally finding his release (see my tweet about his blue balls in the match against Denmark), Portugal’s Vogue-worthy captain moves his team into the quarter finals. And Italy will Irish jig their way out of the tournament this afternoon.

By the way, have you seen Ronaldo’s main squeeze? Russian model Irina Shayk has wiggled her way onto my Eurotrash People list ever since I googled her 5 minutes ago. Firstly, Russia enchants me at the utmost Eurotrash level. The Orient Express, Dr. Zhivago, Czars and Rasputins, Battleship Potemkin, and the excuse to wear fur for survival. Secondly, she is GORG. Thirdly, she has a European style that’s kinda bombshell tacky at times – like a skintight Herve Leger dress with nude heels and a smile. Just a green-eyed tanned Russian (since when do those exist?) living the life with her Gucci bags and Portuguese arm candy.

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