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We don't know if they're art nudes, but we know we like them

Sorry, did we say Rankin's Heidilicious was the most anticipated celebrity nudie-pix book of the year? It has competition: Sante D'Orazio's Barely Private, a document of his adventures shooting nude celebrities all over the world. Stephanie Seymour, Eva Mendes, Tricia Helfer, Pamela Anderson, Rachel Hunter—he's shot them all in states of undress (many of them for Playboy) and documented his life diary-style. Like Peter Beard without the elephant carcasses (although the leathery hide of Keith Richards does make an appearance, you've been warned). For some reason, you can browse the entire 300-page book at Taschen.com. And here's the link to the page on the Taschen site where you can buy this excellent thing.

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ERIN DREWES IS (STILL!) NOT TIM TEBOW'S GIRLFRIEND—A Girlwatcher Special Report

College football superstar Tim Tebow is passionate, driven and determined to win, hurling his body all over the field for his undefeated and top-ranked Florida Gators. He is the ultimate go-getter—so, when it comes to the ladies, what is he getting? Not Erin Drewes, though the Whole Entire Internet thought otherwise. Erin and her ample cleavage appeared in a snapshot with Tim that was posted on sports blogs and message boards; that was three years ago, and to this day she is still identified as Tim Tebow's Girlfriend. Some particularly confused sports fans believe she is British topless model Lucy Pinder, or something like that. We've got Erin setting the record straight; perhaps more importantly, we've got photos of her wearing a body paint version of Tim Tebow's uniform. They are not to be missed.

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Buenas tetas

We like this Hombre magazine. We like it because it brings us stuff like this: Ivanna Palliotti in "Pijama Party". We don't know who she is, nor do we know what happened to her pijamas (they are absent from all photos). But she pops open the champagne and sits on a cake—that, friends, is a party no matter what language you're speaking. When we look at these caliente pictures, we feel mas macho, although maybe not macho enough for a magazine called Hombre. Just kinda sounds like it should be gay porn.

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Scarlett Johansson gets back to business

Her business, of course, is being the smoldering, curvaceous, intelligent-looking siren we all fell in love with just a few years back. In recent months we've done a lot less Scarlett-watching, what with her being all skinny and married. But here, in a commercial for Dolce & Gabbana, is the Scarlett we used to know:

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Ineligible receiver

Speaking of hot babes in painted-on football jerseys—here's Carmen Ortega on the cover of Black Men. Carmen, you may remember, is the model who may have had a fling with Reggie Bush while the Saints running back was seeing Playboy cover girl Kim Kardashian.

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Two Louise Cliffe videos

Louise Cliffe is a criminally beautiful model; she got her start doing topless pictures in the British tabloids (you may remember her wearing a Union Jack miniskirt and nothing else in our September 2008 issue) and has moved on to acting and singing. Below is a video of her lolling about in jeans and being pretty. You may also be interested in this gratuitous sex and violence from Wrong Turn 3.

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Fringe benefits

How do you feel about this kind of haircut? The ruler-straight across-the-eyelids job—smacks of high fashion and pretentiousness, don't it? It's on an attractive Bulgarian, so maybe we can let it slide. And she's naked, so we can most certainly let it slide. Her name is Alexandra Bordas, and she's on a boat, motherfucker.

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Lead blocker

Speaking of hot babes in painted-on football jerseys—here's COED's Bodypaint Babe Bonanza: American Sport Edition. Yes, that's Arizona State's Victoria Thornton, whom you may remember from the fold-out cover of our October 2005 issue.

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Every picture tells a tail

We've made all kinds of friends over at Twitter.com/grlwtchr. Thanks to Felicia Gomez we're now following porn star Kapri Styles. And we love getting bulletins from Kapri. They're not necessarily life-changing messages ("watchn NANCY GRACE she going in on the mother of the tot found dead SMH") but each one comes with our favorite avatar: Kapri's bubblicious rear end gripping a wad of cash. It's nice to look at, it's a clever metaphor for Kapri's career and it makes us smile every time.

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