Nina Agdal is on vacation with her husband in training, who happens to be Christie Brinkley’s son, who I guess they met at some Sports Illustrated events, since Sports Illustrated is all that either of them have done, I mean besides sex with rich guys…cuz these bikini models who get a start and really only work for Sports Illustrated are almost escorts. They don’t ever really get that many paid gigs, maybe here and there and occasional campaigns to justify their existence and to make them feel like they are less whore than they are…but it is almost always just a conduit or vehicle for them to get rich dudes to knock them up and provide that rich dude life for them….pretty standard stuff and Nina Agdal is pretty old now, body still looking good enough, face still looking full retard…but the only hope for her now is to play the Girlfriend, give the Girlfriend experience to a dude with a hefty bank balance who can provide her that good life and who understands the whore that is the bikini model…cuz his old tired mom was one…..Romance.
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