Posts Tagged ‘fitness’
From Brazil, but of Italian origin, Iza is the sole inspiration for lugging my ass to the gym after a long day at work. Following her on Instagram is like getting a stream of what I wished my body looked like all day long. Her Pilates regiment looks like some weird extortionist’s training but she does it religiously, suspending from bars and ropes. Plus, she’s fancy. Ever see her on the red carpet? Her legs as long as infinity. She killed it in Cannes this month, too. Her model street style is kinda sweet, too, with Valentino rockstud flats and Cartier bracelets (goddamn this woman).
She’s modelled the runways of the world, used to be a Victoria’s Secret Angel and apparently, doesn’t shave her legs. I can forgive her, though. Can you?
For those of you who follow my instagram, you know a thing or two about my obsession with squats. Beach ball bum is my goal and I ain’t stopping for nobody. What better way to inaugurate my new ass with a fun-filled day at the DivaGirl Conference?
I am super pumped that I will be giving away ONE PASS to a very lucky lady to join me, Whatever Eurotrash, at the DivaGirl Conference on Saturday, April 6th. All you have to do is Retweet on twitter “I want to win a free pass from @Eurotrashgirls to the @DivaGirlFitness conference Saturday April 6th”!
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Alyssa Miller in Vogue Latin America, June 2012.
A product of the only type of narcissism social media can afford, our body parts killer was caught yesterday while looking at pictures of himself online in an internet cafe in Berlin. Narcissism 2.0 – and we are only just now beginning to see the not-so-pretty side of things. Usually, this genus of vanity results in kissy-kissy bbm poses that scream,”look at me!”, and not an international hunt for red October, or in this case, a distant relative of the Magnotta wine family stationed here in Vaughan.